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Far away, long ago
We were led by small blue dots
They set out, take a seat
Before we realize who we were

No one can always be happy on a Sunday
As we all regret
But we could change a lot of things

Golden chain, Green jewel heart
Rose scented plastic love
What's the use of all this
If the time comes to pay the debt?

No one can always be happy on a Sunday
As we all regret
But we could change a lot of things

It still beyond my reach
Who would be ashamed of that?
Every tears will drown
On April last
I’m crying out your name
Even if you can’t find me
We’ll finally meet
On April last

Far away, long ago
We were led by small blue birds

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jyo