Taking everything you want in your hands
The king of a country extremely far from the sea
A palace becomes visible to a dancer
He touches her black hair and falls in love
The smell of Mocha Mattari* wakes her up
High in the sky there is an arabesque of gold and silver
There are things made of marble
It does not satisfy that heart of her's
The maids and butlers tell her stories
From that day on it was inevitable
Before long the king had cast everything away
He rushes away from the castle
La la la dee da
La la la dee da
How long has it been?
This feeling
Morning comes and he's awakened from his dream
La la la dee da
La la la dee da
Scheherazade**
I fall behind in my teachings
Where can I go to meet that girl?
There is no one thousand and one nights, I drown in light
Even if I get it all
In that spot a melody calls me to the sea
I let this body sink and give offer myself
"You can have anything you want"
That was the expectation of the mustached man
You always got everything you wanted
You lost everything
La la la dee da
La la la dee da
This isn't supposed to be happening
It's a melody of confused loneliness
La la la dee da
La la la dee da
Scheherazade**, hear me
The overly foolish man continues to search
It's the story's pitiful conclusion
In one thousand wishes, only one is granted
If I could just return to that time
From the heavens a melody invites me to the sea
I submerge this body and sacrifice it
In one thousand, there is one nameless night, I drown in light
I parted from everything
My love was endless, though it seemed inconsistent
I cannot erase the illusion of that day
*Mocha Mattari is a fancy brand of coffee in Japan, I think... I could be wrong.
**If you've ever read Arabian Nights, you'll know who Scheherazade is. She was the sultant's wife, who (in order to save her life) told her husband extravagant and suspenseful stories.