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For unbelievers!

I do not agree
Ultimately
I am not happy
 
I am not satisfied
Ultimately
I am not happy
 
I am not free
Ultimately
I am not happy
 
I am not a believer.
 

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Stalker Song - Your House On The 3rd Street -

I stole the directory from the faculty room to get your phone number
This is the 63rd time I've called you
I made the most of the network of mine to know that
Your house was on the 3rd street
 
Passing through the park, there is the river
Turning right at the end of the road, I'm on the 3rd street
 
My new after-school habit is going to the place of youth
It's the 3rd street where you live
 
Don't be scared, okay?
I just love you
I just want to get close to you
I want you to notice me
 
3rd street, 3rd street
Turning right at the corner, I see your red roof house
3rd street, 3rd street
I was prowling around
3rd street, 3rd street
Prowling around outside your house
 
The nameplate said it was a two-family house
You turn on your room light at 8pm
Your sister is cute
She's called Moe-chan, right?
Keeping vigil of love at your house on the 3rd street
 
Don't be scared, okay?
I just looking at you
I just love you
I want you to notice me
 
3rd street, 3rd street
Looking up, I see the room where my beloved is sleeping in
3rd street, 3rd street
I feel like I might misunderstand
In my head, it's already our house
 
3rd street, 3rd street
Looking up, I see beloved, beloved your house
3rd street, 3rd street
I was prowling around outside your house
Praying that I'd bump into you
 
3rd street, 3rd street
Turning right at the corner, I see your red roof house
3rd street, 3rd street
I'm always prowling around the 3rd street
Prowling around outside your house
 
I'm always watching you
I know everything about you
I'm always watching you
 
I love you...Okay?
 

Red Carpet

Hold up
Wait a moment Question
A Fashion that I can‘t take my eyes away from
An exaggerated walking That’s what I like Hollywood action
Laser from my two eyes
Brrr l‘m nervous
Girl girl girl girl please don’t stop your behaviour
Just stand in the line
So many wolves desire you
Also the wind is blowing the swish of your skirt that’s fluttering
excuse me
Your charismatic captivating charm is always flowing out
Your entire being is art, I would like to view it
Even if you don‘t put on expensive perfume
Even if you don’t wear branded goods
Even if the darkness were to come and strike you
You shine bright, what about it
No matter where you walk, all around you Red carpet
You come forward to welcome me
We should have a party
 
Your shape your colour they’re all to my liking I like it so much
You are so colourful
What are you what’s your identity I‘m getting curious
Baby, Lord, you are so beautiful
I’m fly
I’m high
I’m fly
I’m high
I’m curious you’re so colourful
 
I react to all of your gestures whoo
You make all the impossible possible whoo
Who in the world can make out what you are
Just do whatever you want, that would be the correct answer
Don’t argue, don’t argue, it’s not pathetic
The place where you’re at and also
If it’s 100, it’s 100, the alcohol glass of the guys across me
I don’t care about what you think
My entire mind will be filled up with you
Yes I ( ) do my thing
The pain that has made a hole will be filled up
My Beyonce l?)
You do all sorts of things all kinds all colours
It’s dyed in, you’re my best artist
Ignorant status, white drawing paper
Draw a big picture, extravagantly
Just like your colours, multicoloured
Since it’s a harmonious imagination, it’s new
I feel it, what do I do, lonely
I’m so proud of you
Today just like yesterday, tomorrow just like today
it’s new every day
 
Your shape your colour they’re all to my liking I like it so much
You are so colourful
What are you what’s your identity I‘m getting curious
Baby, Lord, you are so beautiful
I’m fly
I’m high
I’m fly
I’m high
I’m curious you’re so colourful
 

Perhaps not being is being without you knowing

Perhaps not being is being without you knowing,
without you going cutting the midday
like a blue flower, without you walking
later through the fog and the bricks,
 
without this light that you carry in your hand
which perhaps others may not see as golden,
which perhaps grew without anyone knowing
like the red origin of the rose,
 
without you knowing, in the end, without you coming
abrupt, inviting, to come to know my life,
burst of rosebush, wheat of wind,
 
and from then I am because you are,
and from then you are, I am and we are,
and for love I shall be, you shall be, we shall be.
 
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Новый день

Ты мое сердце, мое очарование судьбы.
Это широкое небо
было видно только в твоих глазах.
В тот день был весенний вечер.
Я потеряла тебя, не зная,
что ты моя любовь и судьба.
 
Новый день без тебя,
Полагаю, не будет счастливым.
Глядя на далекое голубое небо,
я помню тебя, я скучаю по тебе.
Мое сердце все еще
неспокойно..., неспокойно..., неспокойно...
 
Ты знаешь, что чудесная осень не вернется,
Но когда я просыпаюсь утром,
Я стремлюсь к свету, я рада солнцу,
Я пою песню своего сердца.
 
Новый день без тебя,
Полагаю, не будет счастливым.
Глядя на далекое голубое небо,
я помню тебя, я скучаю по тебе.
Мое сердце все еще
неспокойно..., неспокойно..., неспокойно...
 
Новый день без тебя,
Полагаю, не будет счастливым.
Глядя на далекое голубое небо,
я помню тебя, я скучаю по тебе.
Мое сердце все еще
неспокойно..., неспокойно..., неспокойно...
 
Ты мое сердце, мое очарование судьбы.
Это широкое небо
было видно только в твоих глазах.
Новый день без тебя... без тебя...