Alone on a grey hill, I tread on the dry withered grass as it stiffens
Going around in my thoughts is the faraway place that is the sky
The petals swaying in the wind are your tender smile
Fragments of faint memories are an illusion on the other side of the sepia colour
Let's play a song that no one knows
Even though this body may rust and stop
I'll continue singing to the collapsed gravestone
The song you left behind
Although this entire body of mine is nothing but artificial
At least let this heart be dedicated to you in song
Facing the setting evening sun, a faded guitar in one hand
A shadowed figure dances in the resounding echoes
My worn out fingertips dully reflect light
The melody I hum rides the wind to the other side of the sky
The faint creaks from the silver gears
Resound a dark grey beat
The reflection of this sky on my glass eyes
How fake it must be
Although we can no longer meet under this moon
Facing this sky, I'll continue to sing
Then on the hill of violets where I met with you by chance
In thousands of nights, there will be grey remains
Although this entire body of mine is nothing but artificial
At least let this heart be dedicated to you in song
Although we can no longer meet under this moon
Facing this sky, I'll continue to sing
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