Paint black ink on your white body
Imagine another flight
flap your little wings
When everyone applauds
I feel like I own the world
Anyway, I'm trapped in a small cage.
a little white bird
Trying to live like hell
Like birds sitting on a tree branch and singing
Like the free stars outside the window
Even if I spread my wings and prepare to fly
With the flap of wings that only flutter feathers
I can't see ahead
Trapped in a small cage
I give up on reality and cry
It might be better not to know
It's my fault for being so soft
They say I’m pretty, white and small.
Now is the time to erase everything
maybe we are the same
Isn't it a little crow?
I really want to fly away
The blackened days are blooming
Like a little bird crying out loud
Paint black ink on your white body
Imagine another flight
Paint black ink on your white feet
I raise my claws again
Wearing five-colored brown light
Spread a rainbow in the sky
Building a house on the clouds
Leave your body to the wind
dream all night
When I wipe away the black tears
faded to white
I hate it when the tear stains become clearer
It might be better not to know
It's my fault for being so soft
They say I’m pretty, white and small.
Now is the time to erase everything
maybe we are the same
Isn't it a little crow?
I really want to fly away
The blackened days are blooming
Like a little bird crying out loud
Paint black ink on your white body
Imagine another flight
Paint black ink on your white feet
I raise my claws again