Song of Four Seasons
My heart is beating in the spring,
With a bird singing with its gladness.
Experiencing the sorrow and happiness,
Wishing the dream could become real.
My voice is spreading at the town in the summer,
With a grasshopper dancing with its movements,...
With a bird singing with its gladness.
Experiencing the sorrow and happiness,
Wishing the dream could become real.
My voice is spreading at the town in the summer,
With a grasshopper dancing with its movements,...