After it all, you blissfully, turned into ashes happily unaware Now at long last I can say, that I love you to this day…
Acting all grown-up, I once said “I never want to grow old” While we sped right through our childhood Somehow such a fated prank came to be placed upon me It was terribly mean perhaps, an awful curse of immortality…
“Dear God, for such a wonderful present, I thank you every day” To have missed the purpose, that I may I knew deep down but kept it hidden among my childhood So what I longed for was never considered…
My old dreams long past, never to return to me To the one I loved, farewell finally…
The sunset I had seen that day, was stunning, that much I can say But to call it love simply is just a disgrace, probably After it all, you blissfully, unaware turned into ashes happily I knew even to this day, I love you still, I can say…I had realized.
Exactly a century ago today your grandmother had said The very same thing you had meant; And upon your grandchild’s great-grandchild’s very last breath I’m left alone again waiting for death…
As it fades away, facing a metropolis In your honor, a bouquet with confidence
The sunset I had seen that day, was stunning, that much I can say But to call it love simply is a disgrace, don’t you agree? And after all the blood had spilled, and the world crumbled to ash as it had willed Even after all this time, an image of you suddenly came to mind…
With no one around; the world left with withered ground, Finally, the purpose of that prank is what I found…
Despite my shyness, I’ll say it loud without question; This will be the Earth’s final confession…
The sunset I had seen that day, was stunning, that much I can say But to call it love simply is just being roundabout, see… After the world, in ash, was paved, too late for anything to be saved, At long last I may know: I still love you to this day, I still love you to this day… and finally said so.