May my song sound across these lands forevermore, unleashing these emotions welling up inside of me
Should all rays of hope be extinguished, as long as humanity still lives strong, my singing heart will go on
Even after everything is gone…
Emanating from these dead-end streets, the stench of gunpowder and death. Such a smell…
As a dry breeze blows through these broken homes, there is nothing left to even mourn. Heart is dead…?
Should a new dawn break, the pelting rain, clouds, and a sky so bleak will leave no trace behind of the melody in my mind
May my song sound across these barren lands believing in a hope so far from reality
Should that radiant smile still live strong. As long as it can return to where it belongs, my singing will not stop
Even after my voice is gone
Should everything change, some things will still remain. So I close my eyes and remember the scenery in my mind
Should our hearts still resonate, nothing will be in vain. Not this song, not our love
Should they echo across this wasteland of gray, it may seem meaningless today
But they will carry a prayer
Even if it was the malice of man that put an end to our music
May this song sound across these barren lands believing in a hope deep down inside
Should that radiant smile still live strong. As long as it can return to where it belongs, my singing will not stop
Even after my voice is gone
In these streets of downfall
For the everlasting soul