Pros please give the lyrics of the following songs, all Soda Green oh:

Sight and sound in the air

Woke up at about 3:30 a.m. Inexplicably drank a cup of soda

Misanthropic bubbles burped a green forest

Slightly disturbed

And maybe the butterflies in the two of us

Watched the birds forget to do a ballet

Settled like this in the cup of coffee

Stained with dirt yet to be resolved

From the sky to the earth, this image

is it a treat or a toss

dizzy, crazy

the visions hit like a tidal wave

seeking an entrance to the blue sky

escape the vast deep water vortex

need to catch some angels to guard the dream

there's no end

and the shadows are holding hands. Practicing the dance

There's not a fish in the ocean anymore

Comets carve scars in the slim black canvas of night

The moon can't decide its own light

Great men are lost

Then say that's all there is to it

And then let then turn into eternity

Swinging from this room to that room

To whisper lies to a strange moon

Away from all the human passions of this world

It's too quiet

Jumping from this slumber to that

Hearts sighing under the blue

Lowering a boat in search of a rhyme

Pounced on by the silence

The Flying Fish

The old boat says I've seen it all on this sea. The old boat says I've seen it all on this sea

The old boat says I've touched the waves

The old boat says I've heard it all on this sea

Life I've seen it all

There's nothin' I want to do

The ocean says you haven't picked the clouds

The ocean says you haven't swum and dived in the deep water

The ocean says you haven't been to the villages on the other side

The tears haven't flowed through yet

Laughing all night long to keep the lights on

Looking at heaven, looking at the happiness, looking at the flowers blooming out of the corners of the eyes and ears

Looking at the roaming, looking at the sinking, looking at the eardrums flying over heavenly earthly births

Though the pain is paralyzing, there's still so much sky

Even if it's not blue, there's still the rainbow

Whoever said that you can't ask for a reward

Who said that moaning is the only thing that you can't ask for?

Who said moaning is a sin

Who said nature can't be pushed

What's the point of blossoming and not bearing fruit

It's a fish that must swim

Who said life was born to be lived

Who said sadness must be lived

Who said a song must have a prelude

Pushing boundaries and trying to find what must be found

Looking for clues, looking for windows, drilling out sea level, the tongue of a dark cloud, looking for relief

Don't hide, you'll see more feelings

Don't catch, you'll corner yourself

Whether it's flying or wasting away

It's still your life

Worries don't come out of thin air

It's better to capture

Laughter. Paint your ears

Change your outlines

Happier

Let yourself live

Believe in music

We believe in the miracle of ufo's coming

We believe in ghostly footsteps

We believe in the date of a lottery win

But we're skeptical of even paint We believe in the footsteps of bulls and horses

We believe in the miracle of Moses parting the sea

We believe in the date of the end of the world

But we are even suspicious of the humanity of our friends and family

We believe in hearsay

We believe in the topic of the right and wrong of people

We believe in We believe in whispered secrets

Don't open Pandora's box in these troubled times

Believe in music, what else is there to be satisfied with

Believe in music, what else is there to celebrate

Believe in music, what else is there to celebrate

Believe in music, what else is there to celebrate

Believe in music, what else is there to celebrate

Believe in music, what else is there to celebrate? In the face of a rotten apple you must say no no no no no no no

believe in music what else is there for me to celebrate

believe in music what else is there for me to be satisfied

believe in music what else is there for me to be satisfied

in the face of only music makes me happy Soaring soaring soaring

There's only music in this universe ...... Soaring soaring soaring soaring

don't care

Empty house wet shoes dirty socks stacked dishes on the counter and

The uneaten lunch no

The empty body, the wet past, the dirty memories, the unhappy heart, and

The self-inflicted trouble, the endless garbage, the dying head

Ugh, too much self-inflicted, too much thinking, too much thinking about the smallest detail

Ugh, to dance, to sing, to close my eyes, to waste my life

i

i don't care Sea is bigger than the earth, sky is bigger than the sea, imagination is bigger than the sky

i don't care The soul makes the imagination, love makes the soul, and I make love bigger and bigger

You're hidden in the stitches of my clothes

I'm hidden in your pocket

It's too late to regret

Can't the view be more beautiful

The drawer can't hold much more than that

The drawer can't hold much more than that.

Can't the view be more beautiful

The drawer just gets more and more crowded

Because you're crying, because you're alone, it's an unpredictable moment

The elevator goes up and down

Can't the brain come and go as it pleases

The elevator goes up and down

Only up and down

The elevator dies.

The brain can only die a slow death of paralysis

So you cry, so you're alone, and you're stopped in the moment when you can't do anything about it

Baggage is packed and ready to go

Can emotions be nothing more than a game of boredom

Baggage is easy for you to reject

Emotions are so dangerous that they don't make any sense

So you cry, so you're alone, and you're alone, and you're in a moment when you can't do anything about it anymore

There is no time to be alone.

Finally you cry, finally you're alone, forever in the unattainable moment

OH OH OH OH......

You're there at the window, frowning and talking about the world

I'm here with my pulse and even my wounds don't feel good

Thinking about what you said and laughed about.

What would be the words you can't find in the library

A news story that's exclusive to you

I play or play those details over and over again

Thinking about the ones you leave and the ones you leave behind

The anonymous streets on the map

The show of the world's lawful squabbles

Special for me to see you oh oh oh oh oh oh

Something follows the sun around

You're walking in the focus of my eyes

Like a circus clown gone crazy

No one notices I'm nailed to the rope

Maybe I shouldn't be smiling like this

No matter you are mary helen or ginger something you know

i cannot tell what i waiting for

alrightyou're better to hurry up tonight

are you my god my family or the devil

I live by the clues and even cough <

If the beauty stays careful for me to catch it

In a split second the dream is all but empty

A news story is an exclusive picture of you

I play or play those details over and over again

am i a loser or a winner within this game

how can i be free to having my cup of tea

It's a good thing that you're not a loser or a winner. free to having my cup of tea

i should be ok

but i'm ok

Frequency

Is it true that you can only love with your hands

I can't find a strong enough outlet

Looking at the sky with the floating clouds envying my lack of freedom

I am standing on the ground with my head in my hands

I am standing on the ground with my head in my hands.

I'm standing at the window, I'm crouching in the corner, listening to your flow

Who says I can't learn from the breeze

Over my eyes, I'm flying over the mountains

Looking at the nests in my ears piled up into bubbles

Gulping down the next mouthful, I let out rainbows

Falling on my chest

Looking for your frequency in the world of beats

Nor do I rest even if I am still, to catch your breath

I can't find a strong enough outlet.

I'll say one more word

Guess your response

Find your melody in the flowing time

The whole world turns to your promise

(I let myself fly in the memory of you)

It's starting to clear up tonight

There are still traces of spring in me

The dusty memories have started to

Moments and eternity are zero distance

It's my sea

These days have suddenly become a blank

Do these days fall asleep and suddenly wake up crying

Too many accidents didn't want to force me to feel

Too many difficulties will make people afraid to look at the future

You know I don't want to leave

I don't want to leave

I don't want to leave

I don't want to be a part of the world.

You know how helpless I am

If time keeps moving so fast

How can I rely on you

It's my sea, the sunny afternoons that are slowly getting infected

When the sea isn't blue, all the dreams that flew up are turning to dust

You know I don't want to leave

You know how helpless I am

If time keeps moving so fast

If time keeps moving so fast

If time keeps moving so fast

If time keeps moving so fast

If time keeps moving so fast

How can I depend on you

You know I don't want to leave

You know how helpless I am

If time keeps going so fast

How can I depend on you

What to do with the tears

It's the sea I'm in Silent afternoon silent departure

The sea isn't blue anymore, and you can't turn and pamper me anymore.

How I want to shout

How I don't want to understand

I just want to sing to get some warmth

It won't rot in our hearts

~~end~~

Relativity-iv

A second before waking up, that window silhouette

Hastily admiring whoever's frowns The game of chase

My cornea moves fast borderline

In an instant all chromosomes are dumb as can be

Dreams have no scale

He is suddenly in front and behind

Makes one hesitate

Who's hearty voice makes my shadow bake

Whose face freezes and flutters while I'm awake

Who grows wings and who

My head is filled with dreams of clouds flying

America is found with demons

Memory lasts the days and nights of my body

Whose lightness makes me hobble the wilderness

Who plucks the crown and who discovers the treasure

Who can sing the angelic song of the soft mornings

On the battlefields of the fire, the north fights the south

The magnificent stage plays the thrill of the waves

The magnificent stage plays the thrill of the waves

The magnificent stage plays the thrill of the waves.

It's a beautiful stage with waves and storms

Silently diluting the melancholy songs and dances

So what if it's a fool's dream

It won't end up being a waste of time to go crazy

Peep

I'm looking at your face it's going to be a rainy season

I can't count even with a pencil and paper

It'll take a bite of the sun and I won't find the logic.

The world doesn't make sense anyway

Your wrinkles make me question the weather forecast

I continue to play between your fingers

Can't help but see too much in overdrive

I've given up on modesty and don't care about collecting

Maybe all my faces are deserted

The guess is that you're thinking of forgetting somebody

Deceived who follows you

Don't mind setting up another

Easily stripped of comfort

Put a planet on your brow

Waiting for you to open your mouth and then grow the universe

Want me to stretch out my hand behind your back

Let you splurge on which one is vulnerable dadadadada ......

Landing practice exists twin genes

Landing practice at the same time

also belongs to the flight of the rising

(like untamed cry of pain

one side of the laugh into it)

like a beautiful tree

but with necrotic skin <

No left foot, no right leg

Buy a pair of eyes to split

Lonely people don't care

In their hearts they think about who they want

Who they want to think about who they want to think about

You talk about what if you don't have a what if

I'll talk about what if I don't count and I don't count either How about wu...

Who knows what's real

What's real

Who knows what's real?

Everything is flawless

Want you to try to scold by the way

The mood of pairs makes the cells change again

Late for a thousand years

Goblet spring

Broken swing

Stumbles better than stopping sorry

Again in the fall

Rotten meandering

Red light you're stranded

It's just that you're a thousand years late

There won't be a night after dusk

The hair is spreading in the impression

You said you gave up on August

In fact, there's no need to be slapdash

To knock yourself out of your own appetite

Swallowing you with a forceful bite of insatiable appetite

Taking up a bowl in the pressed Dong to add

Wrapping it up Boredom

Crushed shoulders

Shrunk to a point or a line

Close to intuition

Drowning in treachery

The most ripe, the most rotten of your face

Only you're a thousand years late

There's no night after the dusk

Hair is spreading in the impression

You say you've given up on August

It doesn't really take a dragonfly to make you feel better.

There's no need for a slapstick

To knock yourself out of your appetite

Swallowing your insatiable appetite

Holding up the bowl in the ignorant add

The city trapped by the rain

The city trapped by the rain

With you playing the guitar to keep me company

The city trapped by the rain

There's a song mixing in with the sound of the rain to land

And I've got a song to sing with.

The city trapped by the rain

I'm swimming like a goldfish

Look at me looking into your eyes

Hey...I don't dare to listen to you Listening to the emptiness of my heart

Hey...I don't believe that your heart has been touched by you

Well...I don't believe that you've been touched by me

Well...I don't believe that you've been touched by me

I don't believe that I have been touched by you. ...uh-oh...hey ......

Your heart is flooded with bright clouds

You have a reassuring view on your back

hey ......

Symbols

Raindrops are dripping The moon is shining

Forming meaning Falling in the palm of your hand

Unattainable Deconstructing your heart

Demolishing a table of difficult riddles

It is on my face(and it)

It is on my set(and it)

It is on my head(and it)

it is on my way

Reorganize yourself and understand again

What is there to love and hate

Thinking and doing are not the same

Looking and listening more

there's a symbol to my name

Dreams unraveling experience

To unlearn forgetfulness with wine

To unlearn energy with travel

How should you unlearn

Into the world of Fauvism

To make a bold collage of symbols

You're standing in front of me

Taking my picture turning around shyly

hiding standing silence shadows our eyes

floating through the sky

what is there to love and what is there to hate

what is there to think and what is there to do

there's a symbol to my

What is there to love and hate

Thinking and wrong and don't want to be wrong

Looking and listening a lot

It resounds throughout my head

Little love song

It's a simple little love song

Singing about the twists and turns of people's hearts

I think I'm happy

When there's your warmth

The air around my feet turns

It's a simple little love song

Singing of the doves in our hearts

I think I'm good at being a singer

Youth floats in the wind

You know that even if the rain turns this city upside down I'll give you my arms

Seeing your back coming

Write down my seconds like years of hard time

Even if the whole world is kidnapped by loneliness I won't run

Can't escape

And in the end, everyone will grow old

Write down the castle where my time and the sound of the piano are intertwined

Already

Drops of water dripping out of the lamps. Exam Papers

No Tears Left Wings All Flying Out of Bounds Blowing All Over the Sky

Rooms That Rained Under Black Skies

No Frames Left Lenses All Falling Out of Bounds Losing Words

There's No More Time to Look at Your Face

No More Mind to Care About How You Feel

The World Changes, and So Do I

There's No More Ideas to Settle On

There's no more time for discovery

The world is changing and so am I

The world is changing and so are you

Oh, the world is changing

Oh, the world is changing

Oh, the world is changing

You are, you will

Feeling dizzy Feeling bored

Take care of refining the bloom in the heart of the matter

There's a feeling that is so cool Feeling so mysterious

That is so cool that is so strange

I want i want to go to where you are

you are waiting for

i want i want to go to where you are

coming telling me you will

you will always right here stay with me

carry you

read on your back

write on your back

and you'll never blame

I didn't work hard enough

hurt on my back

hurt on my back

hurt on my back

hurt on my back

hurt on my back

hurt on my back

Hurt about my joy

Silence on your back

Piercing holes in your back

You'll never let me

Watch the tide rise and fall

I can't believe that my love is gone

But memories

For me to consume at night

It doesn't matter

When the tears all turn to ashes

( When tears turn to ashes)

Getting some time on your back

Back on your back I stopped time

Falling

Every cloud that wears that color used to be a torrent

Moisturizing you and me as I roamed on and on

Every face that looks like that once wasted time

Proving that you're alone too

These are the things that make me feel so good.

Every puff of smoke spreads that kind of taste, and there's never been a change

It's all because you're so unpredictable

Every lip swirls in that kind of world, and there's never been a mooring

It's just that you're too silent sometimes

Maybe your hands are naked and too obsessed with what you're telling me

Strengthening your swirling nerves is also alarming

Falling... ...fall da da da da

It is possible to feel the tenderness by looking at you There is no saving

Though shallow, I am willing not to let go

It is not sad to be around you

It is rare to think of plunging into the ebb and flow of the tide

Fall

Every cloud wears that color, but it is also once a torrent of water.

Every face that looks like that was once wasted

Proof that you were once alone

Every puff of smoke that spreads that taste has never changed

It's all because you're so unpredictable

Every lip that swirls that way has never stopped

It's just that you're too silent at times.

Perhaps your hands are too naked to speak, too persistent

Strengthening your nerve whirlpool is also thrilling

Falling ...... da da da da

Looking at you, I can feel the tenderness, there is no salvation

Though shallow, I'm willing to not let go

At your side, I will not grieve

It's not a problem, but I will not let go.

There's no word for me to say

To give a sign, to sing a song

There's no word for need to say

To give a sign, to sing a song

They're all the same.

to give a sigh, to be more brave

it's that same, same song

that made me hurt over the night

it's that crying, crying place

it's that crying, crying place

it's that crying, crying place

it's that crying.

it's that crying, crying place

that i heard you

losing your way, my religion

please take me with you haha......

amusement

Are you clear now?

Are you clear now or not

All those years of avoiding sadness

Still playing the fool today

Put it down, put it down

Where is the fun

Everything's light and clear, it's a blast

Where is the fun

Losing your way, playing with your mind

Where is the fun

The rocket roller coasters

Still playing dumb today

Put it down, put it down

And you know better now

And you know better now

Smaller Universe

There's a young man on the left who jumps the queue, looking at me with a disdainful glance

A couple on the escalator is snuggling up to you, you're looking at me, I'm looking at you, and you are blocking the left side of the aisle

A woman on the right is looking at me, and I'm looking at you, but I don't want to see you.

A woman on my right throws confetti, walks forward, walks forward as if there's nothing wrong

The bus door stops in front of me, squeezes forward, squeezes forward, squeezes me back to the curb

The clerk who sells the clothes has an attitude as if I'm spending money, I'm only spending money to buy her face

The friend who I don't know very well, comes close to me, and his mouth, his face, smells like the world

Why does the city do what it wants

Why does it do what it wants? I just want a universe that belongs to me only

Give myself some seasons of peace and joy that I have never had before

The years that have grown old have turned into butterflies that have flown in my room

Say thank you to the new language that has been exchanged over time and to the landscapes that are on my mind

Face the unattractive world that I don't even want to be nostalgic about

The traffic on the left hand side of the road is spitting on my face. The left hand side of the traffic spits out smoke and presses through the lines and breaks through the streets until I can't see

The right hand side is full of violent episodes, a pen and a line that all draws a line

Back to my world

The unnecessary things are gone

Left hand side of the curtains opened some of my room, my side of the room with more light

A moment of pupil narrowing some of my room

A moment of shrinkage of my room I am surrounded by bright blue skies

The music on the right hand side amplifies some of my room I am surrounded by more smells

In a moment the door of my heart opens some of my room I am surrounded by imagination

Give yourself some seasons of peace and joy that you have never had before

The years that have grown old become butterflies that fly all around me

To the

How to insert a flower that is half bloomed and wilted

Flower, withered and embarrassed

Might as well make a cup of almond tea before it's too late

Temporarily out of control

Turning the clock around only to find that it's back to zero

Shaking my head and bobbing to an off-beat rhythm

Imagination is a fish in a dream that can't understand

Taking a step on the wrong path and stepping out of the way

It's not a good idea.

The annoyance of stepping on the wrong half of the circle

Temporarily out of control

I don't think it's a fall sooner or later there will be a result

Temporarily out of control

Who maneuvered the vortex of the dream waving his hand in the nest

Look at this place to let loose hissing and who is not willing to be silenced

Wide and also can't catch the echo of my next

The wind and the rain are blowing in the air

Is there a little more outline to draw a marvel (result)

If it's a treacherous neon rainbow

Holding you in stride is also a sensation

Seasonal Rhapsody (Lyrics: Xiaowei)

There's nothing new under the sun for a long time now

Empty brain waiting for joy to nibble at it

It was only after that that I said. Moderation but thinking about TV

Pocket hands and fondness for dishonesty

Too much indulgence

Autumn overthrew the subconscious

And summer misguided address

All the incongruous positions have dropped their reserve

Spring winds blowing off the rice paper

Still left the frozen ink stains

Fictional world of the

Nothing to lose

nothing to lose

Nothing to lose

The torn reserve ends up making you shine

Dignity is like a piece of right and wrong said and barked at and wronged and ashamed

Though in front of me is a parabola with no landing point

I don't care.

I don't care if the seasons change next year

Only the present circle is fastened to the madness of the rampage

Walking through the winter night's dive

Spring rain irrigates your face

Just like the autumn wind picks the fallen leaves

Summer will be as beautiful as the makeup

Too much of a recklessnessnothing to lose

Nothing to lose

Nothing to

left

Packing up the wounds of old times

Casting off into strange rivers

Time rushes forward to wash away you and me

Washing away heartbeats and pulses

Memories sent to the window

Painting up the alleyway with the old roof

Burying up the tearful eyes of the speckles

Snap the lock on the story door after the corner

Please open your hands and let me die in your arms

What is scattered in my hands is tenderness

What is scattered in my heart is miss

What is scattered in my heart is miss when I hold your tenderness

I need loneliness to touch the silence of the rainy season after the flowers have faded

I need loneliness to touch the silence of the rainy season

I need loneliness to touch the silence of the rainy season after the flowers have faded

There is no doubt that I will forget my memories.

Maybe I'll just gradually forget how long it's been

Unparalleled beauty

The kite flies in the sky

The people on the ground are chasing after it

If you're worried that you won't be able to fly

You've got my butterflies

The kite flies in the sky

The people on the ground are chasing after it

If I'm worried that I won't be able to fly

If you're worried that I won't be able to fly

I have your meadow

You describe me as the unparalleled beauty of this world

I know you are the unparalleled beauty of this world

The kite is flying in the sky

Flying on the ground and people are chasing after it

If you're worried that you won't be able to fly

You have my butterfly

This day

is profound enough to be the first of many.

Is it deep enough

Come lie down

Let me caress you to comfort your tiredness after hurting me

Is it sharp enough

Look at my scars wrapped in tenderness and bravery to give a respite to your smile

Life has never been a life of feeling responsible for anyone

Too much falsehoods blurring the surface of unfamiliar eyes

Please let me be by your side.

We have seen how easy it is to cut each other to pieces with fabricated lies

Too many false scenarios on the surface to blur the eyes of strangers

Let me be by your side to cross this street together

Please let me be by your side to commemorate

this day

There will come a time when the memories that we have all died and lost our names will have no meaning

There will come a time when we all die and lose our names.

One day we'll all forget that we ever grieved over a story that got worse and worse

One day we'll all sigh and laugh and remember the beauty of the folly that we had

Let the present be past

Let me hold your hand, let you hold mine

Throughout the trembling, you'll know that I

Let me hold your hand, let you hold mine

Throughout the trembling, you'll know that I

Let me hold your hand, let you hold mine

This is a day that we'll remember together. Thoroughly understand the trembling You'll know me

Let me hold your hand You'll know me

Let me be by your side Crossing this street together

Please let me be by your side Remembering together

This day

Looking at your face through my tears

Freedom is a privilege we need

You laughed I smiled laughed laughed laughed laughed laughed laughed laughed laughed

This day

The Simple Life (Words and Music by Willie)

Maybe the sun always sets in paradise, or maybe all the gongs that reject reality

Whispered through my eardrums

The kaleidoscope on the radio can't lock up the dream that's just about to begin

Trying to be awake is too fragile

Through the evasive thoughts, yesterday's guilt stains my sleeves

The thoughts put in the air and the thoughts are in my mind

The thoughts that are in my mind

All my heart is in the right place.

Thoughts of an empty balloon, trying to break free, false promises will move me

Living a life so simple that there is no luxury of relaxation

Living a life in your kingdom

Living a life that is simply a waste of creative outlines

Listening to you say it out loud

Living a life of simplicity

Walking through the dodgy thoughts, yesterday's guilt, again staining my sleeve.

Thoughts of empty balloons trying to break free from false promises

will move me

To live a life so simple that there is no luxury of ease

To live a life in your kingdom

To live a life that is simple to squander on creative silhouettes

Listening to you say it loud and clear

To live a life so simple

And I'll live it in your right hand, in your right hand. The sparks in your right hand fall gently

Let me go The world passes by with a different face

I live a life so simple that there is no luxury of ease

Live a life in your kingdom

Live a life that simply splurges on creative contours

Listen to you say it out loud

Live a life

Simple life

Simple life

The city

Life is simple

The city

Life is simple

Life is simple

Life is simple

Life is simple

The city

The city in general keeps you aging in your dreams

People are like fallen leaves, cold looks in the winter air

The city has a grim face and drives at the speed of light

We're the machines of silence, against the timetable

We're like flowers in a hothouse

The numbness of the heart with the white pupils

Colorful faces, chaotic desires

City is a place where we can live, where we can live, where we can live.

Colorful faces confused with desire, trembling

These are the times when rumor invades fact

It is necessary to peek to see if whoever is peeking

The city in general enjoys the luxury of being inexplicably lost

People, like a dilution, are gradually silenced in a downtown train

We're imprisoned in the rule of Greenwich

Breathless in the silver waves of the count. We're like hothouse flowers

Numb hearts with white pupils

Colorful faces with confused desires Trembling

The present is the present invading the past

It must be sad to be sadder for the joys that come with it

Inside the city, trying to make it not so bad

People like I smile in the middle of a lonely island in the middle of a falling leaf

Believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I'll always believe

I always get so much, so much, so much, that it'll numb my ego

I can't believe that I almost forget that I need to breathe in the palm of my hand.

I've lost so much, so much that I've given up on myself

The last light at dusk, I can't open my eyes

The earth is too big to practice once in a while

The waves on the beach leave their mark

Leaving me with a heart and a mind that's sometimes too quiet

I don't dare to look at myself

I'll always believe that the last leaf, no matter what, will always be there for me to see. I'll always believe that the droplets of water that are stuck in my heart are pulled up in the clear sky of another world

Wandering with only a suitcase

Holding my soul

How do I feel when I turn my back on the man

Opening my wings to fly

I'll always believe that the tears that start to fall, the pain in your world and mine fades and becomes clearer

I'll always believe that the tears that start to fall, you and my world are too quiet sometimes

I'll always believe that the pain in my world and my world is too quiet sometimes

I will always believe in imperfect perfection, no matter what world distance is not distance

I will always believe in the last fallen leaf, no matter what world the east wind hides in my brow

I will always believe in the droplets that are tied into my heart, and in the other world the curtains of the sunny skies are drawn up

I will always believe in the tears that begin to fall, and the pain of your world and mine fades into more clarity

I will always believe that the pain of my world and mine fades into more clarity. I will always believe that the imperfect is perfect, no matter what world the distance is not a distance

Sing with me

The window of the night, gently pulling on the flower of the dream sun, is the smell of you that stirs up the winds and waves

You in my dreams, always grabbing me and sharing with me, filling the hole of my heart with warmth and light

Long streets, it's flickering in the moonlight, and the stars at the end of the clouds, all packed in my pocket

Thoughts that are so close and so long, I can't help but cry out on the edge of the sky. I'm hanging on the edge of the sky shouting, the fish that never sleeps carries me out to sea

Like your heart can't be so strong, it has to pretend that it doesn't hurt

Towards your direction I can ride on my imagination, letting the invisible me be beside you

Sleeping soundly

Sleeping soundly

Letting the invisible you come into my dreams

Singing with me

Talking.

You keep whispering in my ear and I'm not listening

I don't care if you say you're repentant or surprised

I can't help avoiding your voice

So I'm not familiar with your tone of voice

Maybe the night's too dark to see

Maybe the lamp's too bright to see

Maybe you're so stupid I can't help but pass out.

Maybe the sky is so blue I can't hold it up

Maybe the smoke is so thick I'm lost

Maybe you're so sweet I can't help but close my eyes

Loving animals

Animals become lovers

Lovers end up as loved ones

We're only as sad as we are when we love

Lost in love as a silk

The sea is glistening with tears, like a dream

The sea where your eyes sparkle

A calm sigh spills a piece of broken glass

Through an island may be dead that day

The waves are silent Tired of being tired

Taking an adventurous show Walking through the lonesome clouds of a thousand years

One language, two worlds

An adventurous performance Walking through a thousand lonely clouds

Rainy days, no place to be stranded

Taking a souvenir of separation Trying to go far away from the insomniac sea

Horizon, rainbow disappeared in a flash

Daylight

Heart on a dream

Dreams in the Morning on the morning

Morning on the spring willow

Willow under the spring road

Scattered liquid vanishes in thinness

Thoughts of play spread in bubbles

Beauty because of the challenge of unselfish naivety

Sin because of the overcoming of betrayal and fear

The road is under bliss

Bliss is under tolerance

Broadness is under candle tears

Tears are on white silk

Dormant music strikes up in rose winds

Silent flute awakens in happy rice

Beauty is because of tributaries and your full sound

Ugliness is because of the loss of the silent dream

Selfless naivety disappears in the abyss of origins

Dreaming landscapes are buried in the

Beauty because the fear of beauty is overcome

Beauty because the loss of beauty is not lost

Before the snow melts

One night, you leave

One day, you come

Somewhere, I realize

Something, my love

Sleeping in a dream, wandering, the world stops, and only I am there

Seeing, the wind blows

I see the wind, and the wind comes.

Seeing the wind blowing

Hearing the clouds part

Foreseeing your love

Meeting the heart white

Heaven and earth are not too slow, not too fast, not too good, not too bad, attentive and surging

No more wondering

No more fear of waking up

No more restlessness

There's sunshine and then there's darkness

Letting go of time and space.

The sun wakes up smiling instead of the moon

A thousand fountains

There are a thousand fountains in one town

Lost people often spin around at the intersection of repeating streets

I said, wow, wow, wow......

I said, wow, wow, wow......

I said, wow, wow......

i said, wow, wow, wow......

Every fountain comes from a single drop of water

How people lose their way in the beginning

The noonday sun comes from a universe far away and darkest

How the ego neglects the temptations in the landscape

and i say, no, no, no......

and i say, no, no, no......

Let's be the clock that goes backwards

The lamb of spring

Birds before learning to fly

How a drop of seedling greens a pool of fruit or a song I'm not afraid of later if I don't forget the beginning

no, no, no......

i say, no, no, no......

and i said wow, wow, wow......

and i said wow, wow, wow......