Suteki da ne - isnt it beautiful?

(My) heart is swimming in words
formed by the wind.
(My) voice carried
by a cloudy tomorrow.

A mirror moved
by the moon, trembled my heart.
Soft tears
filled with a stream of stars.

Isn't it beautiful?
Two of us walking hand in hand.
I want to go to
your town, your home, your arms.

I dream of lying
against your chest.
My body in your clasp,
disappearing into the evening.

Words stopped by the wind
are a gentle illusion.
A cloud-turned tommorrow is
a far-away voice.

My heart has been
in a moon-blocked flowing mirror.
Stars that swayed and flowed
can't hide my tears.

Isn't it beautiful?
Two of us walking hand in hand.
I want to go to
your town, your home, your arms.

I dream of your face
that softly melts in the
morning.

he ate my heart, then he ate my brain ♥