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Youth is a firefly, a gorgeous flowing galaxy And I, lying in the fragments of time, thinking about my past Including that smile from the outside, "Do you think I'm handsome?" After all, our past is nothing compared to a few words of provocation That was the first year we were separated Love is a kind of faith that brings me to your side A dazzling concert, not today, but better than today Just looking at you through the stage lights...