There might not have been such a thing
Since the beginning
The happy, sad
And tender story
I might be dreaming
And see illusions
I might be sleeping away
Too long
In the season of the blue sky
And the scent of summer
I remember your profile
The scenery of the city began to be distorted
I searched for sunglasses
To lose all the colours
What I wanted to be
Was not a princess
What I wanted to have
Was not glass slippers
What I wanted to be
Was me being with you
What I wanted to have
Was your heartily smiling face
A wind with the scent of summer
Passed through the sky today
I nodded and said to myself all right
If it's destiny
As we were talking about
We can meet again somewhere
la la la la la la i...
I nodded and said to myself all right
la la la la la la i...
Because I'm very strong
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Edited by AHS Staff
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