You ask me the meaning of the path I take, but you're just marking time. Your rough hands touch the frayed rope, your sorrows and grief adorn you. You wait in vain on the banks of the River of Death.
Goodbye, if you go ahead, goodbye. We'll both go eventually, wait for me until then. Even tonight, the night will end, in the early hours of the morning.
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you later'.
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you later'.
Death walks among us at the crossroads, but the person I passed just now is gone. I won't follow today, so for now, I have no business in the afterlife.
Every day, I struggle to live my life, wearing a coat to shield myself from the ominous wind. Some days, someone insults me, and I'm lost. And some of my wishes never come true.
Talking to the spirits sleeping in their graves is useless. I offer them flowers, hoping that someday we'll meet again and you'll repay your debts and return the comics you borrowed.
It only feels like I've never experienced anything before. Maybe we're all reincarnated, starting over each time. But who knows? You're just getting wet in this rain, so dance!
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you (later)'!
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you (later)'!
We can't fight it, we'll meet again in the next life. Believe it or not, it's up to you. Don't worry about the truth, just look straight ahead and face death.
The heart beats a steady rhythm, about 300 grams, and we live our lives without a care. But there comes a time when the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and weakness is laid bare, making our hearts race.
We ride the conveyor belt of time, and when it stops, we and all of you will cease to function. The voices calling for us will fade, and we won't be able to laugh like we did yesterday.
Even in the most bizarre circumstances, we must walk our own path. We must start a revolution, even if it's just in our minds. Happiness will come, even if it's like a passing shower. But without rain, we will wither and die. We must say goodbye.
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you (later)'!
Goodbye now, it can't be helped, yourself. A one-sided farewell is all we get. I'll face the same fate someday, a corpse. I'll pretend to understand, 'see you (later)'!
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