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Life
Is made up of cycles again and again
By day
We watch the sun rise
By night
When you come
Upon your face
The pale moonlight
So beautiful
Yet so fragile
Life
Is not just shouting over and over
Looking at you
Your blooming days
Your blooming days are gone
I
Do I still love you
Is that so
Ah ah
It's a reincarnated happiness
You're no longer beautiful
You lie on the flowers
You're not as charming as the flowers next door
I don't want you anymore
I don't want you anymore
I don't need you anymore
You are
But I am not
When flowers bloom but for a short while pluck them when you may
But
No one ever thinks about
The flowers plucked from the branch
They are no longer fresh
So
I turn to
The flower shop
There are so many flowers in the shop
Beautiful
Charming
Ethereal
Vibrant
I picked one
That night-blooming cereus
The night-blooming cereus bloomed
So beautiful
She is stunning
I'm willing to give everything for her
The night-blooming cereus bloomed
Is that so
Ah ah
It's a reincarnated happiness
You are beautiful
You are the flower itself
You're more charming than the flowers next door
I want you now
I don't want you anymore
I don't need you anymore
You are
But I am not
When flowers bloom but for a short while pluck them when you may
But
No one ever thinks about
The flowers plucked from the branch
They are no longer fresh
Now
Are you still beautiful
No one can answer this question
We deceive ourselves again and again
What we get in return
Is not a debate about beauty or ugliness
But
Going to the flower shop again and again damn it
To pick another flower
I don't want you anymore
I don't need you anymore
You are
But I am not
When flowers bloom but for a short while pluck them when you may
But
No one ever thinks about
The flowers plucked from the branch
They are no longer fresh
We were never fresh either
We never loved
