A memory for a time of that sand of the sea and the silver of the orange sky of then and the winter

Blue of the azure of the solar orange sky and sea of the sunrise and silver sand.

Art of nature which miraculous colors weave reminds you of him.

A sandy beach without the end that there is nobody. The world only for me.

The easy sea breeze to conflict in a face. The air blows a chill and reminds you of my heart.

The baby sitting song of a voice and the wave that the sea breezes such as the orchestra whisper that I hear it.

Leave the position to a whisper and a baby sitting song, and close the eyes, in the baby sitting song of the wave

I heard the voice of the heart to hear quietly subtly.

I take off the clothes of the heart that my heart appears slowly slowly and acquired.

My heart to see for the first time appears bashfully.

The orange sun concentrates power on you like father.

I walk while closing the eyes.

The sandy beach is famous for a sound tightly and rhythm is good and plays music.

Your mother who the azure of the sea spreading out has a gentle に, and watches it endlessly.

The rooters' song of the gull sometimes participated in an orchestra in the distance.

You laugh joyfully innocently.

I was able to appear for the first time. With a born figure.

Your friend, sandy beach catch me when they will not let you walk me,

I support you to be able to be for a long time.

I saw you for the first time.

The state of the innocent fairy. It is entirely different from me.

My fairy talks joyfully. Like a totally pure child.

The mind heart hid again when I finished walking the shore. As if there was nothing.