歌词翻译 (English)
Your Look
I heard the voice spread from someone
Like the weeping stream in dreams
I saw the paces of someone going away
That covered the sad eyes at the farewell
I wonder why you prefer
Having your look curved by this mortal world
As the world does not have feelings now
But used to take care of your name and my voice
The lament always sounds in dreams
Telling a few sorrowful stories
What seems indifferent and turns back
Is the haggard shadow with dried tears
I wonder why the secular world
Can never dissolve your look
Has the late source of tomorrow
Already faded your smile and my mood?
You're as before, standing in the vast world
Oh clever child, you're carrying a fragile lantern
You're so carefree, having burned vexations into ashes
Oh lonely child, you're the favor of Creator
You're as before, standing in the vast world
Oh clever child, you're carrying a fragile lantern
You're so carefree, having burned vexations into ashes
Oh lonely child, you're the favor of Creator