World is full of flowers
That we all want
Until we get it
Our thoughts haunt
When we don't have it
We value it like it's some gold
When we finally get it
We don't care if it dies out in the cold
It's not a trophy
That should be kept in a box
After winning it
Don't devour its value like a fox
Never forget about its value
When you finally get it
Make yourself remember
How much you suffered and got hit
It should always be valued
No matter what time it is
Your lovely flower is precious
Never let that thought get lost into an abyss
