Cherry blossoms are falling...
I don't know how I will die, I know this is just a fantasy.
Is dying really that hard?
Like...
The black water is so heavy, so heavy, and has no purpose.
I wish this was my grave.
I don't like the sun. The night is a fairy of the earth, just like I am a fairy. Is this really the case?
I don't want this to be my final ending,
The coming of darkness gave me some comfort,
At least it stays with me,
Like silk comforting me,
I like the dark night,
Why does everything have to pass away and I can't do anything?
To stop this,
Is there only time?
Xuan and I held hands,
Face it all with my destined love.