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You'll probably forget
The accumulated sadness flows into the palm of the star

Reset with a sigh
Cracks like an endless loop
Facing right or left, even if it's a long way around, it's fine

The wind blowing is surely
The noise jumping through the gaps in the buildings so you can't hear it

Painted in the night sky
The story of connecting the stars, that chest-burning fantasy
You'll probably forget
The accumulated sadness flows into the palm of the star

Reasons are unnecessary on that day
If tracing with fingers shines brightly
If it can make you forget even sleep, then it's fine

The rain that never stops is surely
The tears flowing down the lips, so no one notices

Painted in the night sky
The story of connecting the stars, that chest-burning fantasy
You'll probably forget
The accumulated sadness flows into the palm of the star

I don't know the name of that star or you
But that brightness can be seen from anywhere

Stopping the tears
Looking at the plum blossoms
It's something only you can do, not anyone else

Painted in the night sky
The story of connecting the stars, that chest-burning fantasy
You won't forget
Even if the scars of the flowers scattered on the winding road remain
Just keep walking with them