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A frozen heart needs the sun
And "I'll be that position for you"
I was caught up in such arrogant assumptions
I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
Please laugh (laugh) it off

I realized the chill and cruelty
Of positivity that almost burns
Surely what I want to give you is something cooler and hotter

It's not just pretty words, but something pretty and unwavering
Something that warms the depths of the heart rather than the surface
I have ideals, but no matter where I search my heart
I can't seem to find it

I want to convey but it doesn't reach
That absurdity now
Tightly binds me
Every single move
Of my cowardly self

Words are like snowflakes
Even if I want to present them to you
The more I become obsessed
The more they lose shape, melt away
And disappear

But the words I choose
The feelings entrusted in them
I can't give up on them moving your heart
Until love reaches more than "I love you"
Please wait a little longer

Even if I stand by you in light clothing
I end up sweating unnecessarily, and I must
Somehow be lukewarm and hurt you

"Doesn't a hot palm mean a cold heart?"
Even as a joke, don't say such cruel things
You can say it, but
Let me overturn it even if I bet my whole life

To save = to be saved
This equation now
Gently peels away
The hard armor of logic
The excessive wrapping of pride

I want kindness more than correctness
And to receive that
Not from an unspecified multitude like an illumination
But just one person
I want it to be you

Trying to fix the crack with the words spoken
The curtain was pulled by the added heat

Such failures
Piling up, piling up, piling up
I want to find someday
The perfect phrase

Words are like snowflakes
Even if I present them to you
If time passes, mostly
They overflow from memory, melt away
And disappear, but

Like subtitles constantly accompanying
Our story
When I look back
When I suddenly glance
I want to keep searching for what moves your heart
Until love reaches more than "I love you"
Please wait a little longer

To the extent that I don't want any words
Even on nights frozen with sadness
On my own, by your side
I think about this and that
Even when the snow melts, it remains