Forgive me
It is my condition of my throat
The tie hurts my throat
Because it's the time of cherry blossom
Lord knows
I am allergic to flowering
People too, and them too
Especially for people like that
Which time has cooled down
How this tie makes me tired
Lord knows
They felt so, always so sweet
Naive, you know yourself
Lord knows
Perfectly reconciled with life
Still at its zenith, the Lord Himself knows
Forgive me
I am not used to opening wounds
But maybe not all that
It would also heal them
Lord knows
They felt so, always so sweet
Naive, you know yourself
Lord knows
Perfectly reconciled with life
Still at its zenith, the Lord Himself knows
Lord knows
You know people, you irritate them like an alarm clock
You know what he got bored
Lord knows
Sometimes it is tempting to force them once
To crush it, the Lord Himself knows
Lord knows
They felt so, always so sweet
The naive you know yourself
Lord knows
Perfectly reconciled with life
Still at its zenith, the Lord Himself knows
Lord knows
You know people, you irritate them like an alarm clock
You know what he got bored
Lord knows
Sometimes it is tempting to force them once
To crush it, the Lord Himself knows