Rainy Season of Midsummer

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When I wake up in a middle of a dream.
Even when I close my eyes again I can't go back to it.
The world that was so clear before is now a phantom...

now a phantom.

My sweaty form was gently held close.
And many first times were deeply engraved on me.
Reaching out to the fluttering young leaves.
How soon can I stop feeling sad?
When my thoughts race to you?
Tell me, please

I'm not alone today.
And that's its own kind of happiness.
I tell myself that's good enough, but...
I'm running out of energy for this losing battle.
If I forgot the days I burned with love for you...
I wouldn't be me
Tell me the right way to say goodbye.
Reaching out to someone.
There are so many things I want to ask you now.
When my thoughts race you.
They overflow, they overflow
The trees blossom and the month and days go by.
I want to tell you my feelings haven't changed.
I have the freedom to be free.
The shadow of the person standing to see me off.
My memories have suddenly.
Seized me roughly and won't let go.
I love you, still deeply.
A midsummer shower that won't stop falling.

When I wake up in a middle of a dream.
Even when I close my eyes again, I can't go back to it.
I can enter tomorrow searching.
The future you were in before.

In the neverending, neverending rain.
A never-sated, never-sated thirst.
In the neverending, neverending rain, a never-sated, never-sated .

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