Pure, clean and unhappy, like light and a soft flower Good wind had blown dreaming, but I'm still longing for you Under the crackle of someone's umbrella, trees are falling, flowers under therait Such a brief moment, dream is huge and now it becomes one with the sun Throne of a king it was, now shines upon the darkness in the room Jail Tightened, and waking up is like riding a horse Wind coming for the white pearls, shade passing through the night Getting up, I'm riding my horse, nothing can distract me Under the protective cover alone, blooming and declining cherry blossoms Who holds me up against the stealing world wollen, scorching Red Sands Adjectives, all abandoned, unimpatient Seated on the bucket of wine, go far away, all the time Sitting on the palanquin, melancholy gone so far Red Sands, white glass, great types Suddenly, the flowers just come to me One moment, another, all else is gone I can't stay in here I can't calm down, it easy to go wild South wind goes West into the Red Mountains When dark, it go turns red With white horses When great, I fight Alone, under the eyes I pick the flowers that are left behind Who will help me to tie the loose hair I hold the red sand in my hand I put down my armor My heart is not in a mess I fly across the world One moment, another, all else is gone I can't stay in here I can't calm down, it easy to go wild South wind goes West into the Red Mountains When dark, it go turns red With white horses When great, I fight Alone, under the eyes I pick the flowers that are left behind Who will help me to tie the loose hair I hold the red sand in my hand I put down my armor My heart is not in a mess I fly across the world I put down my armor My heart is not in a mess I fly across the world One moment, another, all else is gone I can't stay in here I can't calm down, it easy to go wild I hold the red sand in my hand I hold the red sand in my hand