Well, I feel, the good smell of your hands
seems to be coming, dandelion of your letters
, dandelion, dont be late, dont make me
sad, dandelion, dont make me sad, dont make me sad,
dandelion when you come,
my eyes will fall from crying for you
, if your news is not good
, what is wrong with crying without you, with sad eyes,
drunken cries, in the bitter air,
I wish we could stay, we can build bridges from this old sadness
with our hands, between these
distances. What is wrong with you crying, with your eyes sad,
drunken cries, in the bitter air, good me, good me, this bird dies
in this cage without you, this bird dies in this cage
when you are not there, spring, sadder than autumn,
our garden blooms, but it fills, it falls well,
I am good, my good, my
good, my good. Okay I, well, Im okay, I miss you
without you
, this bird dies
in this cage without you,
when youre away, spring, our garden blooms more sadly than autumn, but its full of flowers
,
so I feel, the good smell of your hands
is like its coming, dandelions, your letters,
dandelion, dont be late, dont make me sad,
dont make me sad, dont make me sad.
