Gackt. Rain [English]. Zeneszám

The midday moon filled with peace showed tears in the sweet melody of the rain
I continue painting with my torn off finger, the sun's dream which I started to forget
Like a sprouting flower
The wind gathers my body in the earth's bow
I laugh softly... burned above withered leaves
Another me is staring

If no one's voice reaches me, then I will erase everything for you
Over and over again you repeated the same mistakes and now continue trembling in sadness

An unmoving hand of time in my heart touched the never fading thoughts
The dream flooded in gentle sunlight vanished into the blanched night sky
The rain is my tears,
As I can't express my sadness... charmed by the moon's sigh
I know that I've lost time... there is meaning in death
My voice won't reach you

The last words which you gave me
Even now continue to weep here
Having decided not to grieve, the tears of the moon in the night sky flow in my heart
Night has yet to take you away

While painting in the melted sky, the colorless scenery whispered
Now it is a sin where nothing, not even the past which I still remember, will return

Swept away on burning waves of light, you smile at me
Seeing you in the distance, overflowing with peace
I continue crying out your name
No one can blame you any more

I awaken from the dream where I quietly touch your scars with trembling fingers
Over and over again you repeated the same mistakes and now continue trembling in sadness
I can't say goodbye just yet
I slowly continued praying into the hushed sky

With a gentle voice
With a trembling voice
I continued praying...