The beautiful world
At night, the stars are bright, the lights and the fireworks
Decorated with this lovely and beautiful world
You gently close your eyes, slender slender fingers brushed the quiet guitar
It is gentle, harmonious, and lonely
I look up at the vast blue sky
It is not the decoration, reflected in my eyes
No flourishing, only the most simple dream
Beautiful dream, open the hidden in the heart of the closed door
I hope, my dear, to be able to be happy in this world
Guitar sound and silence of the day
Send to the distance
Soothe the cold heart
I turned and walked away
Pull down the curtain
I pray tonight
Can once again have, the initial heart, the first dream
