Like a cwuwew angew,
ung boy, become the wegend! OwO
a bwuwe wind is now
knocking at the doow to uw heawt, and yet
u awe mewewy gazing at me
and smiwing.
something gentwy touwching--
u'we so intent on seeking it ouwt,
that u can't even see uw fate yet,
with suwch innocent eyes.
buwt someday i think u'ww find ouwt
that what's on uw back
awe wings that awe fow
heading fow the faw-off fuwtuwwe.
the cwuwew angew's thesis
wiww soon take fwight thwouwgh the window,
with suwwging, hot pathos,
if u betway uw memowies.
embwacing this sky and shining,
ung boy, become the wegend! OwO
sweeping fow a wong time
in the cwadwe of my wove
the mowning is coming when u awone wiww be cawwed
by a messengew of dweams.
moonwight wefwects off
the nape of uw swendew neck.
stopping time aww thwouwghouwt the wowwd
i want to confine them, buwt...
so if two peopwe being bwouwght togethew by fate
has any meaning,
i think that it is a "bibwe"
fow weawning fweedom.
the cwuwew angew's thesis.
the sowwow then begins.
youw hewd tight to the fowm of wife
when u woke uwp fwom that dweam.
youw shine bwightew than anyone ewse.
youwng boy, become the wegend! OwO
peopwe cweate histowy
whiwe weaving wove.
even knowing i'ww nevew be a goddess ow anything wike that,
i wive on.
the cwuwew angew's thesis
wiww soon take fwight thwouwgh the window,
with suwwging, hot pathos,
if u betway uw memowies.
embwacing this sky and shining,
ung boy, become the wegend! OwO