Lyric

A cracked moon trembles in the night

Reflecting distant traces of life

No one remembers the moment

When the words “moonlight” disappeared

They whisper a strange and fearful tale:

The sun has grown small

And the moon has weakened—

Its broken fragments glowing faintly

Still trying to fulfill their role

One day this planet will wither

And even hope’s last light will fade

The cracked moon colors our sorrow

Sharing the pain we cannot name

The frail, diminished sun

Has stopped raising its children—

No sons or daughters of the sun remain

Legends speak of wandering worlds

That left their orbits

And lived without its shelter

No prayer reaches the distant sun;

No comfort comes from afar

As rivers hesitate to carve their paths

Even the stars forget how to shine

Distant star, far beyond our reach—

Can you still see us from where you are?

Guide this fragile world

For the winds will not carry our voice

Beloved wounded moon

Star abandoned by the fading sun—

Shine upon our path

So we may share your pain

And when we finally stand above the stars

Perhaps we will understand your wounds

And pray for the day

We may begin to heal them

Beloved wounded moon

Star abandoned by the fading sun—

Shine upon our path

So we may share your pain

And when we finally stand above the stars

Perhaps we will understand your wounds

And pray for the day

We may begin to heal them