“”Joyous feeling by the very notion of sudden nostalgia!
Things from before, making me remember
The hope of love.
Even though, the past is innocent;
Just regarding the feeling of joyous love,
Not facing it…
The ambiguity of this is sung by the silver lit moon,
I wish to meet You!
My Sailor Moon!
My love, I wish to meet thee! - Trivition (Davey K Szabó)
