The usual days are stuffed and packed into pockets
Beautiful it was , the orange sky
but it became blue ... a signal for me to set off
Numerous baggage left behind
However , it was because your subdued smile is necessary
The real answer is not here , you know
Understand , however little that you've seen
The smile in vain
If you can hear , you will not be afraid
Far away ... about the tomorrow I hear
In the radiant future , my wishes will be fulfilled
Tears are baggage and safe-guards
As yet till we see tomorrow again
I wonder whether we be able to love the days ,
in our memories , that change ?
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