Under the bright sunny days, I grazed my gaze
all around at the blooming rays.
as they brimmed with flaring thoughts of our future days.
And like waters, I turned them into tears in the night
to bid my way across the ridge, where our future lay.
But the sun always dried away my tears.
For in a season, barely had it filled midway.
The marvel of the rays suddenly fumed clouds of anger
And I grew spiteful for the day
For only with my tears could I find my way across this valley that bridged us
To swim my way through.
Yet the gap grew bigger and bigger
And the sun kept drying all my waters away
How could I not hate what drew me away from you?
The hustle and bustle turned to noises and echoes of
the impossible fleeting wishes.
and all I could long for was the fullness of the moon
For despite the emptiness of the night
It teemed with every bit of yourself
Of the hope that drew me closer to yourself
as I shed every bit of my tears into this well
Oh, this abyss!
This nightmare of my longing affection.
Not until I drowned in my tears,
bore sight to a sunrise amidst the darkness in the dark
Did the ghost of me leave.
and started dancing with your ghost
because that's all I could ever see
in the murky horizons of this never-filling well
, and all I could ever give
amidst the stars that, despite their numbers,
had not borne even a single one of my wishes. Just one little wish.
But the sun itself is a star
How could you take away from me?
How long shall I depend on the mere thoughts of you
to rid me of the shadows of the flaring nights?
Doesn't the moon itself depend on the sunlight?
How could I loathe the gaze of the sun?
Surely, the nights could never be brighter than the day.
And no star, large or small, is worth gazing at than the sun.
I shall not let my beauty fade into the night.
I shall gaze at the sun, dusk, and dawn,
and let it bear my wishes
like the flowers that dance and bloom in the marvel of its rays.