� � � � Life is in my heart, my dear. � � I want to tell you where my heart is. � � So that you can know how much I love you. � � Let my broken heart fall apart. � � I've been hoping for so long. � � So that I can love you once again. � � It's raining outside. Where are you going? � � Why are you so sad? � � But why do you look so sad? � � Because I can't see you. Where are you from? � � It's because of those tears. � � Along with those poems. � � It makes me miss you. � � I can't read those words. � � Life is in my heart, my dear. � � My heart wants to tell you. � � Let my broken heart fall apart. � � Let my broken heart fall apart. � � I've been hoping for so long. � � So that I can love you once again. � � I'm so good. � � My heart is beating so fast. � � It's not a disease, but writing a love song for you is still okay. � � Love is having to say I don't like long lines. � � Instead of giving you a kiss instead of a kiss. � � I don't have a long life. � � I don't have a bright future. � � Without you, I haven't been able to taste wine once. � � The beginning is near. � � While we are still drunk with new love. � � Happiness is when we walk together. � � We cry together, my dear. � � And I just want to tell you a lot of things. � � Hold my hand from morning to afternoon. � � So that I can get used to you. � � The beginning is near, baby. � � Say it in my heart. � � Say it where my heart wants to tell you. � � So that my hair will be beautiful. � � Make my heart flutter. � � My dream is too fragile. � � How long do I have to wear it? � � So that I can be loved by you once. � � Love me. � � Love me. �