Track byDAISHI DANCE
The ship that has been sheathed within the misty sea It leaves behind the sound of whistles saying goodbye And if this ship goes on I wonder will it meet The gentle summer-colored breeze that goes passing by My love is something like a melody of mine Going low, going high, high it flies My love is something like a seagull in the sky Going low, going high, high so high And if I call your name I wonder will I see Your face within the sunset that goes passing by The sounds from one who plays piano in a way Reminds me of the sounds of oceans rumbling by And late in eventide to people crossing paths The lovely summer-colored dreams might possibly be had My love is something like a diary of mine Every day, every page, writes the way My love is something like the ship against the tide All of me to empty sea drifts away And if you do return I wonder could it be That there within the sunset you'll try to search for me The trees that gently sway along the cobble way They leave behind the hazy shadows waving goodbye (From) the chapel can you see beyond the weather vane The gentles summer-colored town that goes pissing by My love of yesteryear has turned itself to tears They were cried, they have dried, disappearing Tomorrow's love will be refraining melody In a sons where the words never end And it we meet again i wonder will it be That there within the sunset you'll be embracing me