This longing makes mute
My fingers are shackling
The Sky Is Aejuta Syahdu
Throwing off the Blue Sky
I miss this Gray, my heart hard heartbreaking
Unraveling Clear Yarns
This is anxiety, the emptiness of the heart is shattered
Being Sweet to You that I Lost
I have gone all the way
Until It Empties in the Endless Quiet end
Humming In My Feet
But Rindu on You will not disappear
Too Much memaKu load.
