Kiss the rose。
Listen to what it's singing。
I don't believe。
That there's no best ending。
Walk along the road。
Don't mind the storm that feaze me。
I still believe。
That I'll get the termini。
Catch the tears。
And turn it into diamonds。
Say the words。
Just like the fairy curse。
Over the sea。
Just let the sun it leads me。
Now I believe。
That I'll return to where I begin。