I stand on the balcony of the universe,
The world is plunged into silence and tranquility...

We were wrapped in divine dreams,
Plucking the rose of creation...

I tread on your belief,
Grasp madness with my hand...

My beloved is a butterfly...

In the Predawn of the Night
I hear your voice...

As your soul whispers to mine,
You illuminate my life with a whimsical shine...

My beloved,
A gypsy belle...

I hear your soul sing to mine...

I , Endymion, the lord of mystery
Who holds the key of unknown...

My angel touches me
I tremble...

Loneliness that abides
In this endless emptiness...

Thank you Hiroshima...!
You let all the masks fall...