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Open Air (露天) - Temples
One sweet sight

Has the magnitude of a mountain's high

Through the foreboding chime of freedom
We try

Feed your fear
With the famine of a thousand years

Sleep in an empty room of concert

And green

Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air

We first left

From behind and from inside our heads

Choosing the wills to learn
And leave from the past

Conscience calls
Through the telephone from months before

Opaque and dimly lit
We move with the night

Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air

In times we think about it
The vastness of this palace view

In dreams we feel the winding
Of the months and the year
We chose to be

Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air
The open air we'll see
Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air
The open air we'll see
Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air
The open air we'll see
Say what you will
Don't water down
With the tears
Of your old frown
Move to see
The open air