I'm sorry... after a while, let me sleep by your name.
Past the days we got close in
I met pain joyfully
Protecting with both hands
The feelings you wept
Sorrow rained there
Remaining unknown was just fine
I remembered trembling in repose
What did you see in the reeled in dream ?
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
A little heartbeat, that isn't here
I want you to come here !
If it continues in an unchanging dream
Please don't pause your happiness and call out, but
I cannot help but drown in the everyday
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
A little heartbeat, that isn't here
I want you to come here !
And even the salvation of these hands is unclear
Is this hurried cocoon a thread I don't tear ?
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
In the sound of a small pulse
The wish I cannot scrub away arrives
I hold close the name I cannot call out
The tomorrow counted on my fingers I don't want to disappear
Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is blooming
Past the days we got close in
I met pain joyfully
Protecting with both hands
The feelings you wept
Sorrow rained there
Remaining unknown was just fine
I remembered trembling in repose
What did you see in the reeled in dream ?
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
A little heartbeat, that isn't here
I want you to come here !
If it continues in an unchanging dream
Please don't pause your happiness and call out, but
I cannot help but drown in the everyday
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
A little heartbeat, that isn't here
I want you to come here !
And even the salvation of these hands is unclear
Is this hurried cocoon a thread I don't tear ?
I don't want you to fade, my dear
I want to hear even a sigh
In the sound of a small pulse
The wish I cannot scrub away arrives
I hold close the name I cannot call out
The tomorrow counted on my fingers I don't want to disappear
Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is blooming