I'm able, despite this flaw
To recognize your handwriting among all these letters
I'll admit, you make it easy
Because only you pour your thoughts onto
Japanese paper, completely different
It absorbs light, doesn't reflect it and doesn't rustle
Just like a leaf from a tree, it holds moisture
How one person is able to make my world more beautiful
Nobody can even get close to the gate of your mind
Our love, the word, the wild strawberry flower and this waiting
We're sitting by empty plates
But we like dirt and that noble
We prefer it over the shine
People, cast like seed
Truly believe that love is peace
How many tears water this flower
How one person is able to make my world more beautiful
Nobody can even get close to the gate of your mind
Our love, the word, the wild strawberry flower and this waiting
Nobody can even get close to the gate of your mind
Our love, the word, the wild strawberry flower and this waiting
Nobody can even get close to the gate of your mind
Our love, the word, the wild strawberry flower and this waiting
Nobody can even get close to the gate of your mind
Our love, the word, the wild strawberry flower and this waiting