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Our Satellite
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| 作詞 Fujiさん |
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We launched the satellite with our dream
in boyhood just before dark.
However,it had fallen to the launching point
before it turned round the earth.
There is Sirius in my hand.
I parted with as it had become hot.
The supernova burns up our destiny.
What can be found in the ruins of a fire?
The satellite goes around my head
whose screw is getting loose.
Since then,we have looked up
into the sky to capture the lost light.
However,we can see only the light of the
previous state for tens of thousands
of years.
There\'s Procyon rolling to our dream.
I\'ll run after it to wherever it goes.
The supernova burns up our uneasiness.
What can be found in the ruins of a fire?
The satellite begins to rise at last
with someone\'s sunlight.
And Betelgeuse begins to shine at last.
Talk to the star on the ground. Talk to me.
The supernova burns up our uneasiness.
What can be found in the ruins of a fire?
The supernova shines on our futures.
What can be found in a so long story?
The satellite will be launched in the
same place at that time.
The satellite will begin to tick away
our dream time little by little.
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