the thing I want to touch
is below the pale blue cheek
your blood tide run back and forth
warmth of your rushing life
in order to anchor the time,
i embrace you
beyond your shoulder, i look up to the winter
as the night flutters away
now, what is falling around me is not the white snow, but the soils
beneath the darkness, i am being peacefully buried alone
although I had come to lose a lot of important things in this world,
why am i still being attracted to your face?
it doesn't even have an end, like a maddening prayer
my step hung and i withered
standing on top of this thin ice
the bottom of your feet save me from this wintry wind
from the pit of the heavens, i come out and reach you
if you cling onto
the one petal of this dream
now, what is raining towards me is not the gentle snow, but the flame
having no means to subbress, I am just being burned away.
although knowing that there is no ever-lasting things,
why are people wanting what does not exists?
like a punishment, turning them into untainted feelings
I wish that what is wrapping you is not the cold snow, but the stars
i yearn for your radiance and my breath will go out
the sadness never runs out in this world, as i more know of the falling
even like this, why are my tears flowing without trouble?
like a criminal,
forever, in your arms
is below the pale blue cheek
your blood tide run back and forth
warmth of your rushing life
in order to anchor the time,
i embrace you
beyond your shoulder, i look up to the winter
as the night flutters away
now, what is falling around me is not the white snow, but the soils
beneath the darkness, i am being peacefully buried alone
although I had come to lose a lot of important things in this world,
why am i still being attracted to your face?
it doesn't even have an end, like a maddening prayer
my step hung and i withered
standing on top of this thin ice
the bottom of your feet save me from this wintry wind
from the pit of the heavens, i come out and reach you
if you cling onto
the one petal of this dream
now, what is raining towards me is not the gentle snow, but the flame
having no means to subbress, I am just being burned away.
although knowing that there is no ever-lasting things,
why are people wanting what does not exists?
like a punishment, turning them into untainted feelings
I wish that what is wrapping you is not the cold snow, but the stars
i yearn for your radiance and my breath will go out
the sadness never runs out in this world, as i more know of the falling
even like this, why are my tears flowing without trouble?
like a criminal,
forever, in your arms