my hands are drifted and raised,
palms rotate and fingers are let,
'Let' to give you a last goodbye;
a goodbye - which have make my heart to break,
making me feel alone in my own dream,
my own world where i am murmuring in..
each step of mine are repelling your's,
i feel you so close,
yet it's making me far from the octave where my feeling flows.
i pull the curtain, so that no-one knows;
my heart breaking and shattering,
my nerves cramping and trembling.
...but yet i raised recollecting my courage,
hoping for a good day i forbade, ...