At the shore of time, on the brink of fading, I gently lit the final fuse,
Spilling fire, launching a dream,
Becoming a vivid silhouette, like the aftermath of a foolish uproar,
Gazing up at a bouquet of dazzling flashes.
With words let slip, countless shapeless wishes,
Gradually grew damp and heavy in my hands,
Making a decision is honestly difficult, in a situation where you can’t afford to be like that,
So at least at the end, let’s finish it off splendidly,
Towards a night with no expectations at all,
When I let go, it was dazzling.
I launched it with half-belief, truly genuine feelings,
Throbbing in my chest, similar to love, a treasure, treasure,
So much so that it hides the illusion of the past,
Pounding, blooming and falling, treasure, treasure, treasure.
The premonition of a beginning gently lights the first fuse,
Stirring up a commotion, the night sky is a treasure,
No matter what, this decision wasn’t a mistake,
I want to believe it, though I know I’m the one in control,
The rain clouds are still vaguely approaching.
Not knowing others’ feelings, innocently shining dreams,
Such a treasure, treasure, belonging to someone else,
The emotions tightened in my chest and blurred, I looked up, not wanting to spill them,
Softly illuminating, treasure, treasure, treasure.
I launched it with half-belief, truly genuine feelings,
Throbbing in my chest, similar to love, a treasure, treasure,
Letting this body dance like a flower, with a soft, fiery tenderness,
Let’s meet again with a pounding heart, treasure, treasure, treasure.