I wanted you to listen my song,
But it seems to have been impossible.
I try to read your message.
My this song was not worth listening.
That's true, isn't it?
I want to think that it was so surely.
Otherwise, I can't live anymore.
Even I would not like to be denied me all.
So I devote myself to sing.
For the song that I promised with you.
For showing it to everyone.
I put away this song till then.
Good night, my song.
Sorry, song with you.
I wanted you to listen my song,
But it seems to have been forgotten.
I try to read your message.
This song that with you didn't remain in your memory.
That's true, isn't it?
I want to think that it was so surely.
I can't get along when I don't think so.
Even my feeling would be hurt.
So I just devote myself to sing.
for getting over sorrow and gloom
and showing the song to everyone.
I keep this song carefully till then.
Good night, my song.
Sorry, song with you.
For me that poetry is all,
it is very hard that I lose this place.
Even I would sob.
Even I would cry.
Even I would be stunned.
I will surely get come them,
so please wait for me till I come back to the whereabouts.
Good night, my song.
Sorry, song with you.
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