I entered the ball wearing a white dance costume. Everyone was wearing a gorgeous mask, but I was bare-faced.
I was so eye-catching among them that when the music started, I danced with them one by one.
I danced twirling steps back and forth among them.
One song after another, I kept dancing, and no one asked me to stop.
I was tired, but couldn't stop until I saw that familiar figure.
I came to him, believing that he would lead me to dance slowly.
The waltz sounded, and we were together, but at the last note, he let go of his hand, and I fell to the ground in response.
Sorry, I forgot, he is wearing a gorgeous mask.
I know this is my last waltz.
Sky