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Invited by the dream that's imprisoned in the long night As no one's in the room, I pray to the moon Like a flickering light 'If only the ache in my heart would also become small.' I muttered I walk, groping in the dawn Bathed in light, your body is scorched in my memory Even now, you are here 'Etched into my heart, your dim white memory is like ice' Only shades, perhaps when you stayed near without leaving anything are left behind That shadow and those little sounds don't build up, quietly dissapearing With an innocent face, you smile at me If those casual gestures were seen now They'd have shown courage Your kindness I realised the things I was praying for were in vain I can't do anything for you 'Etched into my heart, your dim white memory is like ice...' Only shades, perhaps when you stayed near without leaving anything are left behind That shadow and those little sounds don't build up, quietly dissapearing... In the long night, you also cannot see... From Letras Mania