Dust grain
How many times these tears carve
A sense of the word love
Word phrases that has always represented
From the story of the old dust
It should not mean .... Ends
That's it .... Just like that ... ..
Useless to ask .... If no answer
Full moon night when no
This eye continued to condemn
Tears that sparkle when no
Spans thousands of voice shakes
When the tender is missing ....
Forget ... forget ....
It's just a hope ...
Wrapped up in sin
With so many injuries
Until all do not understand
All wrapped in a riddle
Fear a meaningless
Last defense without
Now, as if suspended
Rain was for them
Let the heat of the reign
When I condemn them
That taste would be a phrase
And dust it with me
Seen in the full moon awaits
I only just him
Not them ....
I just wound ... sorrow ....
And cry tears ...
Just me .... Without it ...