If my life is to love and be loved, to embrace and be embraced
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Then I don't care even if I wager the entirety of my life
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Today again, evening paints the western sky
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I stand still, and above me, a red moon secretly appears
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As morning also paints and envelops the eastern sky
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Around now, I'm sure a red sun is rising above you
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The same dream, the same feelings, ah, are blown in the same wind
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The one and only thing that's different is the circulation of the sun and moon
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If, at the ends of this world, I washed away and am forced adrift, I shake and am shaken
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Then I'm fine with that, so long as you're there at the ends of this world
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I always hear a gentle voice in my chest
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It's not as though I'm sad, so why do my tears overflow?
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The same dream, the same feelings, ah, are blown in the same wind
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The one and only thing that's different is the circulation of the sun and moon
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For your sake, I'll dance and entrust my body to a song of memories
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For your sake, I'll pray that tomorrow too is clear for sure...
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