The GazettE

Shiroki Yuutsu ( White Melancholy)
Beyond the drapes fluttering in the windwhat shivered at the feeble voice wasn't my body,For the first time, I felt “loss”An anxiety that indelibly stains and won't go away,About to forget the warmth of the wiping hand,The white plaster walls kidnap my peace of mind,How many times will I see April before it ends?I crumble this easily just from our crossing paths,That's right, I'm more fragile than I let onLightly, flutteringly, I tremble in misery,Oh Melancholy that doesn't show in the smile I return, to where...The meaning of TRANSIENCE realized by the weakness I reflect on,Now so I can protect you, so I can hold you...Say the answer is a lie, smile and tell me it's a bad dreamUnable to breathe, simply enduring,Oh Melancholy that completely enshrouds the words held back, to where...The tomorrow I wanted to hold on to is blooming even now,as if to protect youquivering, quivering, quivering From Letras Mania