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Youthful Days
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| 作詞 Nanashi |
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Youthful days, sweet period of life!
So innocent, so free
Doing whatever I want to do,
I create my own world
Youthful days, most holy hour!
They come but not again
Sacred to memory,
It has been remained in my heart
The happy, peaceful days have passed
I see my friends becoming mature and grown
Where are you now?
I miss days what I played with you
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