down in the ricefields, hand in hand,
we've walked together
In that spin-a-bottle
we've shared our laughter
In the seashore
where i wrote your huge name
And in the heart
where it was detained
a bunch of flowers
i picked in that mountain
five pieces of roses
given under the sparkling rain
i believe dreams are still existing -
way back then was very inspiring
it's been years since i last saw you
or maybe i just missed you
please wait for me...
i'm coming home.
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