Tekster: Gackt. Asrun Dream (translate).

Invited by the dream that's imprisoned in the long night
As no one's in the room, I pray to the moon

Like a flickering light
'If only the ache in my heart would also become small.' I muttered

I walk, groping in the dawn
Bathed in light, your body is scorched in my memory
Even now, you are here

'Etched into my heart, your dim white memory is like ice'
Only shades, perhaps when you stayed near without leaving anything are left behind

That shadow and those little sounds don't build up, quietly dissapearing

With an innocent face, you smile at me
If those casual gestures were seen now
They'd have shown courage
Your kindness

I realised the things I was praying for were in vain
I can't do anything for you

'Etched into my heart, your dim white memory is like ice...'
Only shades, perhaps when you stayed near without leaving anything are left behind

That shadow and those little sounds don't build up, quietly dissapearing...

In the long night, you also cannot see...