[Official Translation]

A winter moment of the four seasons
A woman as beautiful as snow
Owns the art of weaving and folding
Tears will fall and transform into a crane

He who set out on a journey to find the farthest end
The boy of the desert
Freed the spirit of the lamp
And gained his amazing riches

The well concealed truth, becomes the image
What's the point of anything? Life! As one! Everybody! A mystery!

With our backs to the sun
Softly coloring the shapeless future
With a hot cup of freshly brewed tea
The party has just begun
Answer me this, fairy tale of the night

[Full Version Continues]

So what did the face on your hangman say?
Not enough blood and flesh shed yet to break the brush
Ring around and - guess who's standing in front of you?
It's so hard to say - goodbye

Quite a bit scarier than monsters
Were the people in the days gone by
Who were once heroes
Were hung and set to fire

If you pick sides, the scale will tilt
So I take no one, no one, no one's side

With our backs to the sun
Fighting a war of words
If the truth will surpass
Might as well be entertained in the time being
Reach out for the light

Even if it's make believe, the story is beautiful if you tell it to the end
The boat that carries us without moving is the way the storyteller tells us to go
Swaying dreams start rowing, making beautiful waves and splashes
Fading away into the darkness of the night

With our backs to the sun
Softly coloring the shapeless future
With a hot cup of freshly brewed tea
The party has begun
Nothing wrong with a little fun
Sing, sing, a fairy tale of the night
Yes, I'll spin the tale of the night with you