First light appears across The meadow hills fragrant of a Cherry tree mixed with the morning mist
Man speaks a silent prayer ghosts spirits Of the air plot against divine wind Not to shock this land... Beyond the hills a sudden storm begins 8:15 our final stand Firm grasp of lover's hand Like castles made of sand Dreams turn to wasted land A shadow against the brightest sun Man could ever face Dreams turn to wasted land A shadow against the brightest sun...
You and Me like the blossoms Of the same tree, shattered in the wind, Fall upon a silent man, a man who sits Alone on a stone bench whispers old Sakura song holds tight a dark picture Of his dying son hoping to meet back again When the trees unfold what the petal holds. For a Steel Egg will hatch at August sun Unleashed the White Dragon, Feasting on the tears of a thousand sons, Cherry blossom turns to soldier son, Willing to die on and on...
... Cries, a gaze at the Dragon's eyes, A throwing of dice. His lust is crawling. For how long can man reborn?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
