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Life, can you spare me just this once?

In the next life, I just want to be a child who never grows up

Having someone for warmth, someone to rely on, without too many worries

Using the most innocent eraser to wipe away life's disputes

The road ahead is long, there are always unavoidable bends

Life is too short, navigating sorrows and joys by oneself is all pain

In this bustling crowd, who isn't lost?

Who isn't desperately seeking hope on the edge of a breakdown?

Wanting to use magic to resolve life's melancholy

Who isn't running in the dark pursuing a faint light?

Have also easily spoken of failure, have also been treated with indifference

Frequently getting hurt in the most ordinary days

Life, can you spare me just this once?

In the next life, I just want to be a child who never grows up

Having someone for warmth, someone to rely on, without too many worries

Using the most innocent eraser to wipe away life's disputes

Life, can you spare me just this once?

Sometimes obviously very tired, yet not knowing why I must persist

Cruel reality is shattering the strong fortress of the inner heart

Wiping away tears and laughing off the trivial and messy days

Wanting to use magic to resolve life's melancholy

Who isn't running in the dark pursuing a faint light?

Have also easily spoken of failure, have also been treated with indifference

Frequently getting hurt in the most ordinary days

Life, can you spare me just this once?

In the next life, I just want to be a child who never grows up

Having someone for warmth, someone to rely on, without too many worries

Using the most innocent eraser to wipe away life's disputes

Life, can you spare me just this once?

Sometimes obviously very tired, yet not knowing why I must persist

Cruel reality is shattering the strong fortress of the inner heart

Wiping away tears facing the trivial and messy days

Life, can you spare me just this once?

In the next life, I just want to be a child who never grows up

Having someone for warmth, someone to rely on, without too many worries

Using the most innocent eraser to wipe away life's disputes

Life, can you spare me just this once?

Sometimes obviously very tired, yet not knowing why I must persist

Cruel reality is shattering the strong fortress of the inner heart

Wiping away tears and laughing off the trivial and messy days