AnabelleChan_1998 (tablet mode)
In a town by a port looking out onto the sea. Alone on the sand stands a girl crying. And a custom persists, today it still exists. Traditions from long long ago. Write down a wish
on a piece of parchment. Then place it in a bottle. If you let it flow. Then someday it will grow. And your hearts desire will be real. Flow along glass bottle and please, don't take too long. 'Cause what I want the most is in that message. And on the other side of this sunset. Right there my wish will disappear.