In the rain of June, the light purple flowers
Just fade away, like the colors of an unmoving butterfly
Even if I reach out my hands, I cannot touch anything
And yet, you are still close to me in this way
The cracked mirror on the floor
Is constantly pouring out music
That repeats for all eternity
In this broken state
It sparkles like the stars...
The flowers opened up in the rain of June, exposing their sounds
As I untie the string on a read but forgotten poetry anthology
When I reach out my hands, everyone disappears
You will surely disappear, too
The cracked mirror on the floor
Is constantly pouring out music
That is said be hollowness repeating itself
Like a dream that never ends
Inside of a cold heart
In this broken state
It doesn't sparkle like the stars
Sparkle...
Just fade away, like the colors of an unmoving butterfly
Even if I reach out my hands, I cannot touch anything
And yet, you are still close to me in this way
The cracked mirror on the floor
Is constantly pouring out music
That repeats for all eternity
In this broken state
It sparkles like the stars...
The flowers opened up in the rain of June, exposing their sounds
As I untie the string on a read but forgotten poetry anthology
When I reach out my hands, everyone disappears
You will surely disappear, too
The cracked mirror on the floor
Is constantly pouring out music
That is said be hollowness repeating itself
Like a dream that never ends
Inside of a cold heart
In this broken state
It doesn't sparkle like the stars
Sparkle...