Labyrinth Restaurant

The tone drops from the ship through the night sky to the far ground.

The examination of the instruments played by the ship's functions is gentle, but somewhere lonely.

"... le ciel bleu sur nous peut s 'effrondrer (if the sky falls)"

The singing is soaring, stretching.

High and high, just to deliver even beyond the stars of heaven.

"Et la terre peut bien s 'écrouler (if the earth falls apart)"

The girls sing up.

I don't care if you take everything else away, just a song of love that you'll never lose.

"Peu m 'importe si tu m 'aimes (I just don't care if you love me)"

What are the thoughts they put into singing?

Determined to be that one.

The desire to be.

Or the remorse of wanting to be.

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The hustle and bustle on earth only subsided, and only singing falling from heaven filled the city.

People's hearts were singing, no, filled with each thought evoked by singing.

Parents and children, couples, lovers, friends, mentors.

An old man loosened his cheeks in memories of the past, a young child sparkled his eyes in hope for the future, a tear in regret that middle age could not step out, a renewed determination in the hearts and minds of a young man burning in his chest - - everyone thought of their lives.

Singing is not something that jumps through and is good in the sense of skill.

But that strikes people's minds this way too, although it's a used complaint, I'm sure it's because their minds were on it.

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"Je me fous du monde entier"

Dark-haired she spins words.

I need nothing else if that's all.

What heart would she sing that with once being charged with the role of saving the world?

"Tant que l 'amour inondera mes matins (just if there's only a morning full of love)"

Red haired girlfriend laughs.

Have a laughable dawn with yourself and everyone.

As I swear to the world that it is my way of life.

"Tant que mon corps frémira sous tes mains (just if it's wrapped in your hand)"

Blonde hair girlfriend wants.

With a frozen past and his warmth that melted it.

He wants to love him and be loved by him.

Once king of demons, she just prays for it.

"Peu m 'importent les grands problèmes"

I just need love.

With that, I don't need anything anymore.

Life means the world, and that's all you need.

"Mon amour, puisque tu m 'aimes..."

The end of the song is lonely, but somewhere with a gentle aftertaste.

Thus, the once-only stage closed the curtain.

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The song ended and the three people on stage looked up to nature and heaven without anyone.

Among the songs, the theatre boat is slowly rising in altitude, and if you notice it, it's far below ground.

The lights of the city are like shining stars.

It's as if the stars of heaven and the stars of earth are competing for which is brighter.

That's when, from the ground, I heard a sound in the wind that I could play with my pussy.

There are so many applauses coming from all over the Labyrinth City that they can hear them on the sky.

The three exchanged a sunny grin when the little sound of a pussy that lasted forever said it was like a bubble of carbonated water (cider) could play.