Drifting hope, a winding thread
I'll hand it over, only, to you.
Like stars begging for the sky at the end of their life
The two of us.

A road someone has travelled, even if you can't see what lies behind it,
Time latches on tightly to everything,
What rules of cause and effect should be followed to get there?
I don't know. But, this land lies at the other side of the beginning

The halation of the destiny is flickering
The soul, -emotions-, change the path
Ah, this is the flower that blooms
Now, the heartbeat resounds

Drifting hope, a winding thread
I'll hand it over, only, to you
To the very end of life, it flows
What does it know?
Return, reborn,
A world where it cannot remain, as it passes over it,
A love shines silently,
It will pass on the future -guidance-, to the next person, whoever it is.

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Hidden on a snowy night, the cold buds
See looming on the horizon the day that they will bloom again.
There is something dazzling that waxes and wanes repeatedly
From an instant, to forever, with arms outstretched.

The final pain, even if remade entirely,
A heart that strives towards tomorrow,
Ah, it will be passed down.
An unseen impulse.

Traces of light, trails of shadows,
Pushing though, only, with you.
Away from things tangible
Until I depart,
Even if we get lost, waver
And it's not as we wish, we shall go.
A faint love
While shadowed in the darkness,

I understand that all of the elements
Are surely connected,
Like ripples.
Dear Panta Rhei,
From a distant day, everything,

Like a whisper,
It flutters,
A star at the end of its life,
Who does it shine for?

Hope drifting, a winding thread
Fate, swelling, towards you
Life, with just a bit of power,
What do you shout?
Return, reborn,
A world where it cannot remain, as it passes over it,
A love shines silently,
To the two who meet, the -light- of the present will shine.
I will pass on the future -guidance-, to the next person, whoever it is.