Every time I moved my hand down Gladiator's body, I had a new thought; each touch sang a different song.
我的手轻轻地划过小“斗士”的身体，每一次都会产生一个新的念头，每一次都是一首不同的歌。
Hear that song, "etc. a minute" heart in again far-away place of you remember fondly, your not busy heart know and can feel my sad, whether your exhausted body can feel my warmth or not.
听着那一首歌，《等一分钟》心中又把远方的你思念，你勿忙的心不知能不能感到我的伤感，你疲惫的身是否能感受到我的温暖。
Hear that song, "etc. a minute" heart in again far-away place of you remember fondly, your not busy heart know and can feel my sad, whether your exhausted body can feel my warmth or not.
听着那一首歌，《等一分钟》心中又把远方的你思念，你勿忙的心不知能不能感到我的伤感，你疲惫的身是否能感受到我的温暖。
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