Rio The Other

```The sound of the radio, comet hair back reaching
Whispering voices, whispering and resisting
The street of dreams opens, singing everything in whispers
Can't say it clearly, just feeling each other in dreams

The destiny of the moon blooms, deepening the courage that met

Throwing a stone at the floating lily, the other side

Twisting, floating, how do I fade and change color
Melting curtain, the other side

What kind of pale courage, what kind of sweet courage
Twisting, floating```