Where are you going
?
the night does not know ,the night of goodbye
Where are you going ? Painful because the crying is smaller than aches
A story to A hidden carbuncle station
I damaged wind a harsh hug
And I need the bosom a child and remember the stories nostalgia
Today please glimpse
whatever you want cry on the night of goodbye
I weakened, and I was confused
Someone needs come and tighten arm
I cry because the pain is so great the night does not know ,the night of goodbye
Where are you going
?