Please tell me the lyrics of South, the dada.

It's rare that there is a lot of rain these days

Hearing the rain outside the window at night

reminds me of the south

Remembering the smell of staying in the south before

Many colors there

My heart has flown lightly

I fell in love there for the first time

I wonder how she is now

.

There are new problems every day

I don't know when I will remember again

The south

It's always wet

It's always soft

There are always many trivial things

It's always red and blue

So it's romantic day by day

So I sigh day by day

Nothing is the most important thing

The days change with the rain or shine. Sometimes I will recall

how time flies

In a blink of an eye, these have become memories

Every day there are new problems

I don't know when I will recall the South again

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