If my soul is to someday disappear,
At the very least, I’d like to sing of joy and despair,
Until my voice gives out.
The fate awaiting us,
Is always nothing more,
Than life dreaming as it dashes through,
A continuation of the present.
On nights you cried,
There was the shine of a far off future hidden within.
You can surely go,
To that blinding hill,
Where silence awaits you;
To your own horizon!
So ring your bell, and raise your song!
That light you wanted so badly,
Begins to disappear;
You’ve experienced that moment so many times.
The only thing that stands guard along this pale road,
Stopping your legs from proceeding to the future,
Is your heart.
The dawn is still far off,
The bright stars invisible,
So open up your window,
And it will resound through the wind:
Your melody calling out the future,
As it heads into the darkness!
So ring your bell!
The brightness of the paths that led up to you…
The brightness of the paths that will lead from you…
… will surely never fade!
Beyond the nights you shed tears,
An still unfilled beginning,
Will unfold.
It will take to the wind and vanish,
Your melody calling out the future,
As it heads for the far off horizon…
…leaving echoes of spirit behind.
So ring your bell, and raise your song!