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Oct 2012
Slowly move my head while catching those notes

I close my eyes while smiling to the melodies

It’s like, somehow, wind starts to blow

And the sky, drowns itself under this blue color, sparkling in your eyes

With bare foot,

I found gentleness among these small flowers

Trying to rise , just to reach higher

They let those breezes caress their fragrance through the grass  

Can you hear the sound of that little flower you’re holding ?!

It’s squeezing my heart, with unbearable sweetness

Hey now, hold my hand instead

I’ll sing to you with the warmest of my heart.
Koubashii
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Koubashii
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   Prabhu Iyer and Emily Tyler
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