We can not go back. Our past was exposed.
But if only one path is entrusted to us,
We put out the flames that burn for it …
While the sun’s rays illuminate the ground below us.
When cultivated is transformed into night,
I wish dreams
Come near me and make me live again.
A voice calls to me from afar
And keeps me stuck to a promise …
In the depths of my dreams continue flashing.
And if I let my feelings show
I’m sure you will understand my despair.
And that glow will fade, and I walk by