Looking over the silent sand for a moment,
A voice that is not a voice is sketched into the mind.
On lukewarm days, lukwarmly soaking,
The voices of fools tremble

The moon reflected in the mirror shines on the vivid world
Fascinated by every smiling face
It's alright if everything shatters to pieces

If you bellow grimly, your weakness seeps out, and
If you admire too much, you will never understand
Gradually changing, unaware of your changes,
Weaklings -- enjoy yourselves

The flower reflected in the mirror heals pure scents
Dreaming of every heart
It's fate that everything shatters to pieces

The moon reflected in the mirror shines on the vivid world
Fascinated by every smiling face
It's fate that everything shatters to pieces

The water reflected in the mirror sketches soft signs
Overflowing with every hope
It's alright if everything shatters to pieces

Fascinated by every smiling face
It's alright if everything shatters