Now I play the melody of someone who has passed on
Much grief, many tears for someone who is gone
In the pure silver unstained with sorrow
The blue petals of sadness stir in a summer shadow
Even if my tears are lost, if I lose myself now
I'll listen to the softly blowing wind,
The gently flowing waters,
The rhythm of farewell...
Much grief, many tears for someone who is gone
In the pure silver unstained with sorrow
The blue petals of sadness stir in a summer shadow
Even if my tears are lost, if I lose myself now
I'll listen to the softly blowing wind,
The gently flowing waters,
The rhythm of farewell...
