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It feels real

In contemplation
I see, as in reality,
The future world
Without wars and tragedies,
In memory
I see in living color
The joy
In children's eyes.
 
Night will pass
And the new sun will shine in the morning...
 

SESSION

Who am I?
Where am I?
At home
At home
A dose
A tear
Wo-o-o
Fatigue
At home
 
Oh, bright world,
Explain my dreams
In a dark place, they are
Bloom at night
 
Explain my dreams
Explain my dreams
 
Where are you?
Who are you?
Fly
Fly
Wo-o
Why?
Where?
Wo-o-o
Fly
Fly
 
Oh, bright world,
Explain my dreams
In a dark place, they are
Bloom at night
 
Explain my dreams
Explain my dreams
 
I'll walk out from a dark forest
I'll find in a dark place
 
I'll walk out from a dark forest
I'll find in a dark place
 
I'll walk out from a dark forest
I'll find in a dark place
 
I'll walk out from a dark forest
I'll find in a dark place
 
Oh, bright world,
Explain my dreams
In a dark place, they are
Bloom at night
 
Explain my dreams
Explain my dreams
 

Drizzle

Today, the mist is also spreading toward the city
The gray sky seems to cry
Headlights twinkle
Through the dull color asphalt sea
 
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
 
A big secret is told
Awakened by a vigorous cup of coffee
Looks like it'll be over soon
My mind slows down my pace
 
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
 
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
Although there isn't a squall here
It's drizzling outside
 
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City

This is my city rushing.
This is my city with lots of contradictions.
This my city which gives birth to the morning
In just a few minutes, then rushes into the night at once.
(I give you, I give you).
 
It pulsates in my rhythm.
It suddenly slows down exciting me.
Sometimes the city misses me.
It gives me tranquility because my home is here.
 
But my city knows
Everything about me, about lots of contradictions.
The city never sleeps.
It waits for me, recognizes among all other faces.
 
I give you
My hope.
I give hope.
 
I give you
Hope.
And I proceed.