FLAME

Dear my sun. Should I know how low & low?
Dear my moon. Should I know how low & low?
Dear my stars If I listen to the lament of the stars
Like a wind it’s probably just a tiny little thing

No doubt sadness spreads its arms
and embraces your shoulders,
entangling you with gentle actions
It’s a flame of sadness

Dear my mind I want to feel that I’m able to
Say hello to any unhappiness,
Dear my hurts I was always carrying
Like a wind I’ll throw away the heavy things

If it’s something you can forget
if bathed by the night wind,
Try to widen those steps
so much more than before

The pale light of the smiling moon
will gently close up the wounds!
It’s a flame of sadness Hold close even the downpour of sadness
Life is going on Just go on walking until it withers
It’s a flame of sadness

Dear my sun. Should I know how low & low?
Dear my moon. Should I know how low & low?
Dear my stars If I listen to the lament of the stars
Like a wind it’s probably just a tiny little thing

Once I finish counting the falling stars I’ll stop my crying and walk onward

Flame of misery I’ll face the love, the hatred
It’s a flame of sadness Crushing it all in my arms
Pieces of sadness Once the pouring rain ends I’ll go
Life is going on Just go on walking until it withers
Stay free my misery
…my misery