my last day

There are places and people I cannot forget. Ordinary days, so many thoughts coming into my mind. Trying to make them into words, but they have no meaning if I don't pray from my heart. I want to send real words... As the rainbow-colored miracle has appeared after unexpected rain. Then grabbed my heart and didn't leave. I wish my clumsy words reach... Wishing so, I am living this moment for real. Anxious about the future. Where are we ending up? I never know how much time remain for me. Someday, I have to say good-bye to this kind of days. How much more can I tell? how much longer can I sing? The day I get the answer is going to be my last day. The day I get the answer is going to be my last day. Anxious about the future. that's waiting for me Where are we ending up? I never know how much time remain for me. Someday, I have to say good-bye to this kind of days. How much more can I tell? how much longer can I sing? The day I get the answer is going to be my last day. In this world, glorious days can be lost that color in one second. Even though, I will engrave the words to tell in my mind. How much more can I give? how much longer can I play? The day I get the answer is going to be my last day. Until the day, just make another glorious day. make another glorious day. With bright colors holding me.