The dandelion next to the fence in primary school. It was a scenery that had flavour in my memory. Taking an afternoon nap,cicada noise comes from the playground. After many years, it still sounds good.
Fold up the dreams into a paper airplane and send it as a letter. Because we can't wait for that meteor. I seriously throw the coin that decides fate. Yet I don't know where I can go.
A promise we made when growing up together. It's so clear. I believe it since we made a pinky swear. We said we would go on holiday together. Nowadays it's your only wilful persistence.
In the corridor we stand as punishment and have our hands slapped. Yet we pay attention to the dragonfly by the window. Wherever I go you follow very closely. There are a lot of dreams waiting to done.
A promise we made when growing up together. It's so clear. I believe it since we made a pinky swear. We said we would go on holiday together. Nowadays it's your only wilful persistence.
A promise we made when growing up together. It's so sincere. The one time I couldn't stop chatting to you. And I already can't tell the difference. Whether you are the friendship or the love I missed out on.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
