Once, once when we shall finely hear the bell's tolling, when far, far in the universe i shall sit under the sun and wait when you come down from the winds of change. When i finally feel how clouds tenderly touch us both. when, when? when. when!
A reason for me,
A reason for you,
Who knew it would end?
I wish i could take it all away
But i cant hear,
The deep impressed
But not of quest,
No, i never wanted you to know that,
To know that wine's taste.
Dusk took it,
Do i feel it?
We are just at the age of the neverending dusk,
Soon the sky will be an entwining heaven for both of us,
This morning will be the last heaven gift.
Cry, Cry, Cry, Cry....
Face that freedom,
And remember my death............