Flares soaring into the night
Divides the dark by a line of light
Like a dream riding on the comets passing me by
I watch them come and go, and I just don’t know why
Like riding a bullet train
Going faster than any other thing
Our hearts melt into the speed of love
Keeping up the pace while slowly drifting apart
Daydreaming with each individual mind
I’ve seen your secret, have you seen mine?
We’re getting lost and keep losing time
And we can’t make up what now has been gone
But somehow I’m not getting tired of you
You are the flares dividing my nightly sky
You are the dream riding on the comets passing me by
You’re the ticket of the bullet train taking me home
You’re a movement in my mind when I’m all alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem