Dionysus had come and gone with the red afterblow
In the long hot summer day, he shouts his name:
We won! We won!
The glory belongs to us and no one!
我們走了一光年
我总会很好奇你是怎么想起我的
偷閒的翅膀
半情歌(OA 元若藍) (鋼琴演奏版)
