Someone calls from far away
I hear its call, it echoes through my mind
There are many obstacles to face
Land, earth, all of nature makes a promise
Travellers, they carve the paths they take on their journeys
Sometimes, flowers' hues, they can torture me
Because, when they die, the colours still change
When cruel memories haunt me endlessly
My mind is clouded up with regret
Then, my thoughts, they turn towards the future
Somewhere, there's a sweet-smelling field
It is filled with flowers scattered throughout time
Suddenly, my heart is filled with longing
Riversides are soaked in the tear-blurred moonlight
Everyday, my broken heart resists the urge to give up
Soon, my destiny will be completely void
And it will return to the spiral of time
I will send the wind's song to where you are now
I pray it reaches your heart soon
Even if only in the miracle of dreams
Sometimes, flowers' hues, they can torture me
Because, when they die, the colours still change
When cruel memories haunt me endlessly
My mind is clouded up with regret
Even if your mind happens to forget
I'll embrace all the times and secrets we've shared
When I think of you, I will cry freely
While I weave the wind's melody
While I study the wind
I go 'round and 'round in my thoughts
While I look up to the star-studded skies
I stare at my compass of history
Thank you, I'll try to sing this with the instrumental version then
the picture is also beautiful!