She was young at the time and was used to separation and death.
He was frivolous and ignorant of love and hatred.
Gorgeous hibiscus flower, can you hear the sighs of the praisers in the silent night?
She was desperate to meet you at dawn, and she was desperate to say goodbye to you at dusk.
Swaying hibiscus flowers, can you see the withered heart of the one you loved in the distance in the biting wind?
She once slept peacefully behind lies, and she also peacefully embraced you through lies.
The lost and withered island finally found the sea.
Concept: Are there really fairy tales in the world?