Build a castle with sorrow
To me who likes black
Dark purple butterflies are painted in the wind
They dance with a touch of sadness
The lake in the middle of the night holds dreams
Raise your arms
Toward the distance
Throw a stone
That was my last stubbornness
gloomy sky
A ray of light flashed across
Carrying the last hope floating towards
A place that doesn’t belong to me
----------My mother said that the place you can't see will never belong to you.