Secretly sad and separated, you and I are in despair;
Thinking about the rain under the curtain, you listen to the music for me;
The tide is turning, you and I are bright;
You raise your eyebrows in the breeze, but you give me sorrow;
Lying in the water and spinning, you make me cry;
You are the decline, you are the abandoned song, you are the shadow nightmare, you are the skyfall...