the fragments of a promise scatter
still unable even to be engraved in one's chest
I slip away through lies and truth
losing sight, I realized
the answer of the pulse is resounded
the doors of sadness continue to go around eternally
endlessly distant tears give off a warm light
so they may reach you
tracing down cheeks, drops collect in both hands
becoming smaller they erased the shadow of memory
I realized how to find even the tomorrow
which won't forgive the way of prayer
the future of the pulse is resounded
if the distant hurt has an end in sadness
the rays of light the drops emit shine on the path I begin to walk
so it may continue to you
I slip away through lies and truth
losing sight, I realized
the answer of the pulse is resounded
the doors of sadness continue to go around eternally
endlessly distant tears become a warm light
if the distant hurt has an end in sadness
collect it into a single ray of light so that it may reach you
so that everything hidden in the drops may reach you