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Rebirth

The scenery I saw that day is now
overflowing in my chest
Wearing the stars swaying in blue
my voice started to echoed
 
In your rusty room
now, the voice almost forgotten
out of the windows, stars are
singing and wrapping the city again
 
Will Spring dream
as it is
meet morning?
And someday
will stand in light of the white morning
 
In your rusty room
now, the voice almost forgotten
out sides the windows, stars
are singing and wrapping the city