The fallen cherry blossoms are scattered. The moonlight is dark and the world is chaotic. We were so simple before time. Lonely under the fireworks. The tears in your eyes are not dry. I hate the other shore. I once had you in the evening. Lonely night. The dance is broken. Thousands of years of entanglement. Before the world of mortals. Looking through. The attachment before the autumn water. I will never be able to see through eternity.
Maybe I will never be able to see through the chaotic world of mortals.