Where is the most beautiful day

• We go with the shaky
  Think about fatigue
  at the end of the bright tunnel
  But love does not take us
  understand each other

Sometimes we are lucky
But we have to think

• Will we come to the altar?
  With a broken race
  Why love does not teach us
  Stop pretending ??
  

We are crushed and melted
Fear of the sun
So far we have forgotten
it flows with life
Forget about trivialities
who was once forgiven

• Why do we hide each other?
  Why get angry ??
  Why run when there is something
  to blow if left ??

We believe in love
The ulcer is not simple
We were trapped
In ballad of loved ones