Аl - Beautiful Things | Текст песни

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A gentle wind blows
On the water floats the moon
I cannot grasp it, despite my will
Sway and shine

Picking up the pieces of hope
Only to lose them again
Then for what, for whom
Do I fight?

These wavering thoughts
Concealed inside this heart
What lies ahead
I do not know

Still, no matter
I will move forward
Don’t want to drown repeatedly in dreams
At this rate, life cannot go on
With these hands; the light of tomorrow

Raising my head, I ask
Will tomorrow bring the same sky?
Like a hawk, I’d fly high
If I had wings

With the flow of clouds
Soaring high in the air
No suffering, no pain
Does such a place exist?

Wishing to feel the light
But now in the darkness
My voice, no one can hear

Still, no matter
I will move forward
Don’t want to drown repeatedly in dreams
At this rate, life cannot go on
Something irreplaceable; for their sake

Now, a place without suffering
In pursuit, smoldering, into the flames

The seasons go round and round
From here, let us start a new journey
Now, this moment, hold your head high

Oh, warrior
Like a hawk, fly high
Over and over again, never giving up
Moving forward today, never looking back
I wish someday to be loved
That’s all

But for now I am on my own

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