at the end of dusk

Dusk has passed and evenings come with me
But somehow the moon goddess and the stars shine at night

And the morning sun is not as bright as flowers
During the day thirst for the sun
Even the twilight afternoon shyly illuminated the earth when longing approached

No birds sing as beautiful as the strains of semponi
Footsteps follow the strains of harmony
Imagined souls are slices of silence welcomed the blushing body of death

When your face is present in the dream penetrates into the hallucination
Damage the walls of emotion
Only a sense of being able to understand the expectation of your presence on the side
Hugging her sadly
in the heart

Destroy longing at the edge of the joint waiting for beautiful sun to join the rhythm of the melody reaching the dream of eternity until death that will end