I saw the wide world
On the other side of the chapel door
On a sepia film
A hymn of light colors the setting sun
A secret love story
You show me the palms of your hand
Can I grab them?
A washed away love story
Dry leaves make noise anxiously
This place is a wedding aisle
A topaz of silence
My heart beat resounds
And the glass of my chest is broken
The chimes I heard
On your chest
Are played by love
Reflected on the mirror of your eyes
I melt into the setting sun
A secret love story
The days of spilled tears
Become memories
A love story goes on
On your scenario
A stained glass of seven colors
Praises eternity
In a kiss more sure than an oath
We don't need an END mark
A love story goes on
On your scenario
A stained glass of seven colors
Praises eternity
In a kiss more sure than an oath
We don't need an END mark
We don't need an END mark