Dressed in red,
A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Fingerings of lovesickness,
Silent night for thousands of years.
Thousands of years of waiting,
The call of the millennium.
In the ostentatious room of white clothes,
The full moon is gone,
The breeze is light and cold.
Silent night,
Full of longing.
Familiar,
And strange...
When everything is in the past,
Just discovered ------
It's just a dream.