Flower frost falling
In a dark haze
The lake's water was shrinking
"Robarosiya" have fallen and
Lake road is deserted
The flowering trees withered
In the cold rain mist
All that can be heard is,
the sound of rain
My heart burns
When that feeling is felt
I am sitting alone in the dark
With embraced a bunch of memories
Say it right now
Can rain make so stir our memories?
How to pickup when the dew falls?
My heart will melt
If it gets wet in the rain
Then as now
It's raining
Then as now
It's raining
Tell me now
Where did the dew get so much feelings?
Enough to give in bundles
Waw😍😍😍this feeling 🥶❤️
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