L'arc~en~Ciel

Your dead eyes can not even
Project the sunbeams streaming through the swaying leaves
Even if the season I was yearning for in my memories
Smiled at me outside, I wouldn't notice

And you are embraced by a fleeting illusion
And staring at a new world
You search for sweet and vivid memories
In the far-off future

Shaken by a wind that I've not yet seen, if I let myself go
I long for a promise-less love
That is more gentle than anyone
I'll fly as high as I can go

What does your drifting look reflect now?
You're probably asleep
Still I'm with you...

Shaken by a wind that I've not yet seen, if I let myself go
I long for a promise-less love
That is more gentle than anyone
I'll fly as high as I can go

I can see you flickering
So that things don't end in a moment's flicker
That is more gentle than anyone
I'll fly as high as I can go