Orange Range Xie Xie (thanks)
Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars
I can see the stars between a rift in the clouds, the
moon shines, as though asking a question
The wind is blowing somewhere, and the horizon
continues on forever
The trees that have endured their pain were cured by
the moonlight, and have cried
The rules spin around and change day by day; the flow
of time is cruel and smooth
The shadows stretch out, the sun sets, the story starts
with the sound of footsteps
Changing from white to black in an instant, time stops
for a moment, and it's a different atmosphere
Light stretches from the ground to the sky, and
everything was created by the light
The darkness brings forth silence and motion, and
tonight something is projected that I can't see
Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars
Shadow lurks in light and darkness
My alter ego says nothing
Suddenly you disappear
And suddenly reappear
I'm enveloped in stillness, and time moves on once
again
The moon casts a shadow on this world of dakness
The world turns round and round, and the day changes
again to tomorrow
From east to west, dark to light
I'm enveloped in stillness, and time moves on once
again
The moon casts a shadow on this world of dakness
The world turns round and round, and the day changes
again to tomorrow
From east to west, dark to light
Time revolves, and the sky changes again
Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars
