I want to hear your voice

In the jammed street I stopped walking
That gave me the supreme sorrow I’ve never felt
No matter how lightly I do
When I go home I’m alone again
By what can I compensate
The hole you made with no gate

I want to hear your voice
I want to touch your feeble face
I want to hold your neat hands
I want to see your brown eyes
I want to sleep in your heart
I want to hide in the hole with you

In the jammed street I stopped walking
That gave me the supreme sorrow I’ve never felt
No matter how lightly I do
When I go home I’m alone again
By what can I compensate
The hole you made with no gate

I want to hear your voice
I want to kiss your slight back
I want to feel your calm beats
I want to stroke your black hairs
I want to sweep your nightmare
I want to hide in the hole with you

I want to hear your voice
I want to touch your feeble face
I want to hold your neat hands
I want to see your brown eyes
I want to sleep in your heart
I want to hide in the hole with you

I want to hear your voice
I want to hold you and want to say
I want to move you to the goal
I want to share the joy after all
I want to sing this for you
With you I’d get out of
Out of this hole

Out of this hole
Hole with you
All with you

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