7 acessos
Unable to detect even my own destination,
With a slender thread i gradually draw back to myself
The memories which were fading into the wind.
When i listened close to the restless voice of my heart,
"why on earth
Was i ever born?"
Was what it asked...
Unchanging, the moon gazes down upon me
But it has never yet granted me a reply.
*let me hear your voice,
I beg of you
Let me see your dream,
I beg of you
For even if we should fall into that unending sleep,
There is nothing to fear...
**tell me the truth,
I beg of you
Explain to me your sins,
I beg of you
The crimson tears which keep overflowing
Have hidden away this face of mine.
Even simple tenderness has grown to be more than i can bear.
In such a state as this, i cannot remember
Even so slight a thing as the name i once held, and yet
There is still nothing i can do to resolve it all...
Unchanging, the moon still lets
The rain keep falling so quietly...