Bamboo leaves are rustling, rustling,
Swaying close to the roof's edge,
Oh, how the stars are twinkling, twinkling,
Gold and silver grains of sand.
Five wishes
I have written--
The stars are twinkling
And watching from the sky.
Night of Tanabata
A dream
Of the one
hotaru sono hotaru sono hatsukoippo sono
firefly--
firefly--
first love--
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