The Song of the Evening Primrose

An unforgettable love.
To the song of the evening primrose.

Lyrics
On streets growing dim at dusk, a single bell rings
A shadow melting into the twilight
How I hate you, how I long for you
Though the words hidden in my heart may never fade

Red glass, reflecting the moon
Let me dissolve this sorrowful self in a single sip
If this is but a game, then all the better
Deceive me, I pray, until the very end.

Like a flower that blooms and fades,
Like a lamp that burns and dies,
Reality and dreams intertwined
Call this night a sin, if you will.

Though I say Farewell,the words linger on my lips;
My heart has long been captive.
Through a thousand, eight thousand nights,
I return only to you.

The swallow vanishes into the pale-gray sky,
The stars left behind weep and laugh.
Counting the times our sleeves brushed,
I drain my cup alone.

Beneath the light that flutters like a ukiyo-e print,
Only pretense glows with allure;
I grasp only the cold night wind.
Deceive me, I pray, until the very end.

Let the glasswork shatter.
For this is a love that hurts when touched
White breath, mingled with a wish
Let us sink it, telling no one

Though you tell me, Forget,
I possess no means to forget
Counting only the sound of rain
I close my eyes, refusing the dawn

Though fate may be strange
I am not so foolish as to resent it
Yet to be with you
Is like the heavens and earth losing their color

Though flowers, birds, wind, and moonlight may change,
Only this love remains, unyielding.
Surrendering myself to the veil of night,
I shall even forget my own name.

As the mist shrouds the capital and the bell tolls,
Even this fleeting dream announces its end.
Only the scent lingering on my sleeve
That alone I shall hold close.