I was scared of the loneliness, that I even wouldn't be able to find your whereabouts nThe ideal, that I can't catch a hold of you even if I want to, wavers nnThe color of tears that's everlasting in the continuing rain is projected onto the outside of the window - overlapping reality nIs this a separation from necessarity that is no coincidence? My voice doesn't reach you, even if it wants to return it can not nnTurning my back to the truth and forcing a smile nWith my words fastening there is no answer or anything else nnI'm shouting in tears, my unreachable memories are breaking nPlease notice my self-torture and the promise of my piled up tears nnI don't need ambiguous love nor sorrow nearly drowning in irony I hid my real intention nThe things I cared most about easily slipped through the gap in my fingers and disappeared nnNight of my deepest desire that was able to prosper in my loneliness nI got lonely by simply losing everything nnI can turn myself in my weakness, which is that I understand that I can not die nSomeone just please tell me the reason and meaning of living nnOnly the sound of the rain is echoing in this tranquillity nThe second half of our promise, 0 o 'clock already passed nnNight of my deepest desire that was able to prosper in my loneliness nWith my words fastening there is no answer or anything else nnI can't turn back, never again - goodbye my beloved