Lyric

The twilight unravelling in a pale crimson breeze

The moon peeks in the cup, through the swaying trees

With every petal falling, rushing to its end

Nameless feelings in the garden, softly they descend

Silver ripples tracing lines along the wooden eaves

Night’s aroma tangles in the fingers and the leaves

A hidden fever in the shadows of my eyes

Slips past my throat before the words can even rise

Oh, this world is cruelly beautiful, I find

Like a fragile dream that leaves us all behind

Oh, I do not wait for you, I’m not that kind

Just melting solitude in moon-viewing wine

Watching the shadows and the light entwine

Lustrous sake cup, under the silken dome

An amber exhale finding its way home

A smile meant for no one, dancing in the air

Straightening the collar of the darkness standing there

In the sandalwood night, the blossoms start to sway

Putting on their final makeup, fading into grey

A blade lies dormant in the beauty of the gaze

Stabbing at the moon through the elegant haze

Oh, this world is cruelly beautiful, I find

Like a fragile dream that leaves us all behind

Oh, I do not wait for you, I’m not that kind

Just melting solitude in moon-viewing wine

Dyed in the luster of a sacred design

Someone’s dream is creaking in the distance far away

Close by, the petals breathe before they decay

The house is like a lantern, ancient and divine

Dyeing even truth into a gloss of wine

Oh moon, bear witness to the fall of the flower

Even the scattering has a god-like power

Oh sake, burn my chest and take me to the height

Into the endless dream, away from the light

He drinks down the night

Until the end of spring