She had already suffered when I awoke.
It was a fatal disease though very easy.
In rambling days, and rambling nights,
she weakened without aging.
It's already too late to do a lot of the work.
She ain't gonna look back, I don't have a means.
I can't help but resign myself
to living without your warmth.
And I notice some of causes.
And I know this shade of meaning.
I am flying alone, it is like a swallow
straying from a flight,
falling slowly into borderline.
Still she is shutting her eyes.
He had already gone away when I awoke.
I don't know whether she hoped for my birth.
There's no criminal, no holies,
the gloomy sounds ain't found.
I have no word like a flourish.
Nothing's right, we're already torn.
I am swimming alone, it is like a porpoise
straying from a shoal,
drowning slowly into unknown world.
Still she is shutting her eyes.
"Can you hear this creak of the words ?"
"Can you halt this state of the world ?"
Is your mood the same as mine ?
Nobody knows time goes by.