Long roads dedicate themselves to the far.
Roses dedicate themselves to the love.
What can I give you, my love one?
White clouds dedicate themselves to the grassland.
Rivers dedicate themselves to the ocean.
What can I give you, my friends?
What can I give you?
I continue to ask
I continue to find
Can't stop thinking...
Pigeons dedicate themselves to the blue sky.
Star lights dedicate themselves to the long night.
What can I give you, my grandmother and grandfather?
Rains dedicate themselves to the ground.
Days, months and years dedicate themselves to the seasons.
What can I give you, my mom and dad?
If and how it is possible in our minds, then it is indeed possible in reality...♥
