In the middle of tumult and a boisterous dance
Maddening Excitement
The sweat we sweat pours
‘I don’t dislike this’
And that’s the truth
Rather than imagining, stick the facts to the medulla of the body
Before this flow of blood rusts
Shinned by the spring breeze
It blazes, faintly crimson
It was done in the shadow of impulse
Dancers at full speed (Let’s Dance!)
Before we erase this precarious situation, spontaneity and saliva diverges
Paranoid rhythm
Don’t run off, don’t shut off
If you were to apply flowing and lukewarm water to this exhilarated body
We would be satisfied
Longing for blue sky
Soaring faintly crimson
I was born to live
Dancers at full speed (Let’s dance!)
Let’s have this pleasant feeling forever
let’s lock it up in a bottle Just for the moment
Flying with your own style-
You’ll be able to do that someday
Shinned by the spring breeze
It blazes, faintly crimson
It was done in the shadow of impulse
Dancers at full speed
Longing for blue sky
Soaring faintly crimson
I was born to live
Dancers at full speed
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