Standing on the back street
|
Maybe they don't see
|
No empty feeling
|
Waiting for a special change
|
Though I know it won't come
|
We are unaware of a desert flower
|
And a fire in the ocean, a crowd on the venus
|
But we can't help looking up
|
Words always betray my thoughts
|
I'll take care of you when I get there
|
Even if it's just one, today is better than yesterday
|
Show me the strength to say it's beautiful
|
Don't let me down
|
no one sees you anymore
|
The hustle and bustle of the streets as they say
|
no matter where you are or what you're doing
|
I hold my breath and the clouds won't clear
|
no big deal
|
Even now my heart remains unsatisfied
|
Only the heartbeat resounds in the room
|
Even if one by one, today is better than yesterday
|
I want to gain the strength to look gentle
|
We have to break our shell
|
Oh, in this confused town
|
We have to be sincerely to get it
|
Remember, this is my favorite word
|
«Let's go out though you don't have a long boots»
|
Words always betray my thoughts
|
I'll take care of you when I get there
|
Because I still love the present
|
I'm no longer afraid of things changing
|
Don't let me down |