Oh, beloved one.
I'm floating in the middle of doubt.
I pray to the fate to stop her game,
yet also hope that she would bring me
to the place I've always dreamed about.
Is this beauty an illusion?
I have arrived at the place I've always dreamed about.
With my sun and sky,
with my moon and star.
Yes, you.
Where am I to go? Now I'm standing at a junction.
I thought the fate is already bored with this game,
yet she came again and pulled me tight to her side.
I despise myself for being so weak.
I was taken away from you.
And so the realization comes: my time shall end soon.
I've given all up at the end of the road.
I searched, but couldn't find it.
A way to restore the fragments of my heart and dreams that were scattered;
to heal these bloody wounds, yours and mine;
to stop waiting for you.
Ah, dearest one.
Just once, as it would be my first and last.
This I want you to know,
a wish I would not regret:
Be happy.