What was green in summer
Turns red in autumn
My vision is too meditative
And far too monotonous
What I'm giving you, it's not rap
It's just a piece of my life
Let me tell you my stories before
I change my mind
I would like to talk about my dreams and
About some broken destinies
About my share of darkness that
Keeps inviting itself
Time passes and even the
Most disgusting memories
Become brighter
We always find a middle ground
Omar was in the home, loneliness drowned him
Omar loved boxing but
Medication crushed him
We always stuck together
In adversity
Our dreams of all colors
In such a sanitized place
I remember Charlotte
This funny old lady
She wasn't all there
But she was full of soul
Through a window
I watched the seasons go by
With the only idea in mind
To go home but it shaped me
Even when my eyes were full of tears
And I was tempted to slit their throats
Their procedures are worn out
The weight of my past wounds
Is it a frozen bitterness that
Always forces me to surpass myself?
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring
Now, I try to be ordinary
Once in my imagination
I fly over the valley on my dragon
Hoping to see the cherry blossoms of Japan

Is my past leading me somewhere?
Is it towards the light or towards the dark?
Facing the sea, I look at the sky
As if it was the last time
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring
Now, I try to be ordinary
Once
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring
Now, I try to be ordinary
Once

Why are the most beautiful things
Often the most painful? The mourning
The memories and the
Turbulent love relationships
I would have met a lot of people
It's only today that I realize it
Useful for the majority
Some have shaped me in the shadows
Genes leave, hearts speak
Tears win
I'm scared because time passes
Flowers fade
Sometimes in the light but too
Often in the moon
It won't be much but
I'll have my moving castle

Is my past leading me somewhere?
Is it towards the light or towards the dark?
Facing the sea, I look at the sky
As if it was the last time
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring
Now, I try to be ordinary
Once
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring
Now, I try to be ordinary
Once

Collision tengo John
Geisha tengo John
Three Sabers (Part3) tengo John

What was green in summer
Turns red in autumn
My vision is too meditative
And far too monotonous
It won't be much
But I'll have my moving castle
It won't be much
But I'll have my moving castle

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