We tie our wounded hands together countless times
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And walk a path filled with anxiety
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In these gently flowing days
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The things we have grasped
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They are so warm and lovely
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Like this, we walk while smiling
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Because you are here, I can continue
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Now, our wishes become one
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And point out our path, so we will never, ever let go of these hands ...
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If I look over my shoulder, you are always there
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When we walked in the dark and deep forest.
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Although there will surely be times we stumble
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The string we tied together
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Will not be so easily undone
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Like this, I will walk forward supporting you
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Because I am here, it is fine for you to continue
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Now, our wishes one-by-one
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Are changed into our path, therefore, let us continue walking with these legs
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My most important things are now changing into you
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Like this, we walk while smiling
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Because you are here, I can continue
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Now, our wishes become one
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And point out our path, so I will never, ever let go of these hands ...
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