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Searching for eternity, you are a frivolous dreamer
Clinging to unreliable dreams. Where are you going?
Searching for the key to open twilight, I cry,
Unable to reach the moon's shadow. Where am I going?
Even though secrets are lost in our eyes,
We will never unfasten our arms from each other.
Pale moon of January, hide the colors of the sunrise.
The gentle dawn of a night that should not end.
Because of love's heaviness, painfully close,
The heart no longer mine cried for freedom.
When shining things existed only in dark places,
I gazed out the small window into the distance.
Pale moon of January, sinking into infinity.
The gentle dawn of a love that should not end.
Pale moon of January, hide the colors of the sunrise.
The gentle dawn of a night that should not end.
 Kurai Atoli · Fri Aug 08, 2008 @ 04:22pm · 0 Comments |
