Light shines through the air
Particles dance
Where is peace? Where can I sleep? I want my skin to be stroked gently
I hate it when the rain falls, dawn will not arrive
As a rule, a body is buried
The power which is likely to disappear cries out in the distance
The wounds of my heart wither in the air, my feelings and time have collapsed and disappeared
I hate it when the rain falls, my voice does not reach out
Wish of sky, thought of sea
Loneliness of yours, dreams of stars
Heart of moon, tears of mine
Shaking, sky swing
Shaking dream, shaking illusion
Shaking embrace, shaking illusion, shake~ shake~