A pair of hands that hangs on me when I’m tired

A pair of eyes that entertained my tears

The dream that we have witj pur eyes closed

At that moment, if our hands are holding fast if we do not go

I may be able to be like now

If we have more eye contact

If I did not avoid it

Maybe I still can fly

The dream come true faster than expected, and 

The despair was found faster than I expected

Even I do not know when the happy moment will begin and will be stopped

I prayed all night to find an answer

Crying loudly, but still as yesterday 

No change at all

I look more closely at the ground than to see the cloud 

On top of that there are footprints running wildly 

More one by one gradually

In the midst of it, there are pairs of hands that hang on me that are lovely 

Nothing is over, as long as you can conquer it

Recalled with the start of the dream we had with closed eyes

I lifted my head

Hatred and treachery that filled my body

Can I cope with this anxiety??

Hold on to me who are worried about this

I felt the warmth of a pair arms stroking my head there are still a lot of hands that hangs on me now

I’ve forgotten how to fly,just want to lean on those who are beside me 

Even if the wings are broken, as long as we are still together, we can still fly even higher right? I need to know the forgiveness, and the familiar voice love sounds so weak when I close my eyes

Because of that voice I prayed again

When I want to give up everything, and let go of everything 

There are still a pairs of hand holding me tight when I’m tired