What is real and what is false?
I can no longer tell.
In that fleeting instant, I finally understood.
I lost happiness, I lost sorrow,
And I no longer have anything to stake.
I look up at the sky. It's clear.
Isn't that wonderful?
Memories are ultimately just fleeting dreams.
Now I understand:
Yes, I still have a future,
But I'll never, ever stake it on you again.
I can't afford to lose, and I don't want to.
I want to be happy. I want us all to be happy.
