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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

the lonely sun...

The lonely sun is shining.

Why do I have to decide now my future that troubles me so?
What's the use of victory on a lonely journey?
A young boy who lives quietly, a quiet existence.
The moon that watched over this era starts talking to me.

If the signpost of your path were me
It would be good if you could shine on me brightly and with a strong heart.

The wave of pain that surrounds me is advancing on me,
in this kind of beach what can I do?

My beloved fate with you
is in a sad, lonely sea
but still I start swimming.

The lonely sun is shining.
Without knowing a red passion
burn out staying silent.
In a warmth that doesn't know the cold
the moon whispers as a lullaby,
the lonely sun goes on shining.

If the signpost of your path were me
It would be good if you could shine on me brightly and with a strong heart.

The unfortunate destiny of you and me
has dried up in an era that's become heartless.
but still I start walking
but still I start walking.

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