Texty: Gackt. Future [English].

The blue moon lights up the darkness
The murmur on the surface of the water is the song of the wind
It looks down upon the footsteps
Of we who keep repeating mistakes that are not erased

Your tears that my outstretched fingertip touches
May one day paint the coming future red
"May this fleeting moment stretch on..."
So I prayed to the stars as you held me so tight I might break

No matter how much sadness you bear
Someday, you will be rewarded

We are simply being dragged along in the unstopping cogs
The all too fickle flow of time is too fast
"If we can't go back, then kill me with your own hands..."
So I cried out to the night as you simply looked into my eyes

Let me offer this song of parting as it is brilliantly torn apart
When I wake up from this sleep, I want to be in your arms
"May I see you one more time..."
So I prayed to the stars as the blue moon looks down upon me

Hold me...
Hold me until I break...