Until your distress sleeps,
Fill me up with your grief.
Until your distress sleeps
Hello, dear my bride...
What are you looking at?
nani wo mite iru no?
The scattered butterflies on the floor, even they gather in those eyes
yuka ni chitta chou mo hiroenu sono made
What I had wanted to forget, the terribly white pain
wasuretai no wa shiro
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