歌词翻译 (English)
Calling on Spring
That year we came to a tiny mountain
Mountain that had heavy drizzle.
Your flying hair became spring
We just walked into a dearly picturesque poem
You said I was like the poetic raindrops
Gently drifting into your rosy dimples
Ah ~ ~ I was enchanted few times
I ~ ~ was enchanted few times
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This year I come to your doorstep again
You just use tender black eyes
Gently say sorry
This season doesn't have spring