自分用 歌詞 Birds are born with no shackles. Then what fetters my fate? Blown away the white petals, Leave me trapped in the cage. The endless isolation, can wear down my illusion. Someday, I’ll make a dream unchained. Let my heart bravely spread the wings, Soaring past the night, To trace the bright moonlight. Let the clouds heal me of the stains, Gently wipe the sorrows of my life, I dream. What is meant by “miracles” ? A word outside my day. Once again, repeat [Bubbles] But how, could I escape? No further hesitation, On those unanswered questions. So now, I’ll make a dream unchained. Let my heart bravely spread the wings, Soaring past the night, To chase the bright moonlight. Let the clouds heal me of the stains, Gently wipe the sorrows of my life, I dream. Let my heart bravely spread the wings, Soaring past the night, To trace the bright moonlight. Let the clouds heal me of the stains, Gently wipe these sorrows of my life, I dream. I dream.
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