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How many fates should I accept?
Does it have an end?
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Because I always feel you in me.
Defying the whirling wind,
I am searching for the lost season.
Even if it's only a little, it is towards the direction I'm aiming for
that vivid memories provoke me.
How many cuts should I repeat?
How many fates should I accept?
Does it have an end?
Always, throughout my body,
you run about and seem to overflow.
That's why I'm not afraid, even tomorrow,
because I always feel you in me.
Having washed down my dry throat,
your name will moisten my heart.
How many cuts should I repeat?
How many fates should I accept?
Does it have an end?
Like that faraway bird,
if only I could go soar across the sky,
I'd like to always be able to tell you of my love,
because I always feel you in me.
You taught me how to love.
I feel I can do anything.
The world sketched in the dream,
I want to unfold it before your eyes.
That's why I'm not afraid, even tomorrow,
My beloved season calls me,
because I always feel you in me.