Depression is scattered in the wind,Then falls down and forms a shadowThe sound of our footsteps forces us to talkI take a peek at the depth in your eyes and forget what to sayI wonder if there was any hope in this path?I act silly and laugh because this path is darkI'm here to make it brighter
I'm used to the game of goodbyesBut I cried while waving my handOur crimson red sadness growsDark and dark and the night comesIf I'd known what would happenI wouldn't have said I wanted to liveThough I should stop it, I keep dreaming of the future, the futureIt's all your fault
What I have to do is to hang from the crescent moon...But it shines on your backEven on the street you walk at nightIt will take you time to believe since I'm no more than a strangerDespite that, if our paths are the same, we don't need to be separatedWhen all is over, if you need someone with youYou do have someone. You have me
I'm used to the game of goodbyesBut I cried while waving my handOur crimson red sadness growsDark and dark and the night comesIf love was there from the startWe wouldn't have to make sure of itWe finally have a chance to get entangledI'll reach, reach the collar of your heart
I can carry your burden if it's too hardYou can share your pain with meBut until your destinyI couldn't shoulder your painGoodbyes are painful as ever no matter how many they have been
So we just act like partingIt's a game of goodbyesIt's a game of deceiving yourself by saying"we'll meet again one day"("We'll meet again one day")
I'm used to the game of goodbyesBut I cried while waving my handOur crimson red lie gets wet and wet,And the morning comesSince we're parting, does it meanThat we were able to become one before?"I'll feel guilty if I call it giving up""Fate. Fate." That's what you called it
