In the heat haze, there is an endless form of sleep: Voices disappear, landscapes sway, it's a dream to float on in unseeing. You, who miraculously lost your way down to this walkway; What do you see? What do you think -- of drinking down life itself?
Of all the mortal lives returning to the earth, there isn't a single one hesitant; This melancholic, inanimate burn continues off into the distance.
Telling dreams, with the wind floating under a drizzle, How did you see the colors of the sunflowers elegantly in full bloom? Shall I release the brilliance of countless flowers I make blossom? Who did this light, advancing beautifully and directly, see?
Flowers scatter swaying in the yellow sky; I scream, "What do you want? What are you stealing?" Now there isn't a single one left.
My farewell gift is a sun's flower spreading out in all directions. This depressing, inanimate evening continues on forever.
In the heat haze, there is an endless form of sleep: Voices disappear, landscapes sway, it's a dream to float on in unseeing. You, who miraculously lost your way down to this walkway; What do you see? What do you think -- of drinking down life itself?
Of all the mortal lives returning to the earth, there isn't a single one hesitant; This melancholic, inanimate burn continues off into the distance.
Telling dreams, with the wind floating under a drizzle, How did you see the colors of the sunflowers elegantly in full bloom? Shall I release the brilliance of countless flowers I make blossom? Who did this light, advancing beautifully and directly, see?