Le temps des fleurs [GAME SIZE]

[00:18.36] Your blue eye, mistaken as a doll's, was moist

[00:22.62] As the curtains fell upon your romance with that stranger

[00:26.62] I roamed these stone-paved streets, shrouded in fantasy,

[00:30.61] As though the wax was melting, dripping onto those days

[00:35.68] The night that do selflessly yearns for the morning—

[00:40.48] Its heart fell upon itself in layers

[00:44.21] Even if no different from that all-piercing wind

[00:49.75] O, city of flowers! If even this love that bloomed, rising,

[00:55.62] Is but a single one of my songs—

[01:01.73] O, this beauty, make this beloved silhouette into a story of our reflections

[01:11.05] Let it burn into both our hearts

[01:31.26] Even though it's worn and dusted

[01:37.61] If you open the lid we kept it under,

[01:40.53] It shall overflow—

[01:43.71] This time that we kept locked away

[01:46.93] Kept the guy it was entrusted with well

[01:49.83] So that even the future itself shall be colorful!

[01:54.62] O, city of flowers,

[01:56.81] O, the city

[01:58.40] Dressed in our love

[02:00.80] Even if these days bloom and scatter away withered,

[02:06.90] Let us keep them echoing and resonating within one another's hearts!

[02:13.21] For this beloved silhouette

[02:14.89] To dance its very same dance

[02:21.80] We sing this song of love

[02:24.84] This song of the future!