How to paint love?
Purpur professed his hands.
I paint so their hearts.
It's mine and that is yours. How to paint hopes? Green grass and trees? Or maybe rainbow in the sky? Well, with a rainbow when you're gone? How to paint a longing? Droplets of sorrow face. The vapor mists of oblivion about what already will not happen. They messed up all the colors. I'll put paint on her hands and paint the sky. This place is yours and mine.
翻訳されて、しばらくお待ちください..
