Sitting alone in a room,
I stared into my own tomb
Found some water, drank it up
It was poison in one’s cup!

Not just one cup, a whole pool,
Pool of poison, I consumed!
Poison made me lose my cool,
That’s how I became your fool!

Desperate to find the cure
I have found the lonely room,
Once more gazed inside the tomb
In there water, oh so pure!

In the once lush Forest, flowers now wither,
All thanks to the eternal winter.
Came without warning, in a moment’s notice;
It killed even the strongest lotus.

The trees stand alone, lonely and pale,
Yet they remain hopeful that spring will prevail.
They believe in what there is to come;
Their sorrow will melt under tomorrow’s Sun.

In the Forest of the Heart, seasons are strange;
None can predict when, how they will change.
Winter came fast, and so quickly it may leave,
Allowing the shrubs to spread their leaves.

The quiet flap of a butterfly’s wings
Could be the reason for the coming of spring.
Trees will stand tall, the flowers will bud,
Fireflies will listen to frogs in the mud.

The rivers will flow, the fish will once more swim.
A serene scene, just when will it come…?
The trees can dream, the fireflies have to wait,
The frogs can sleep, the shrubs can slumber…

Oh, a butterfly!

I weep, I cry at the sound of “No”,
I sob, I wail yet no tears flow:
This is the extent of my sorrow.

That night the moon flew high in the sky,
Bird of hope, pretty does it fly:
But it was a crow, not a swallow.

Harbinger of death, my doom draws near,
My mind overwhelmed by fear:
In this constant pain do I wallow.

All of my dreams for the future,
Hopes toward a tomorrow:
Their place still warm, but now hollow.

If my love for you does turn cold,
You achieve the dream you hold:
What will I do? This I do not know...

Will I be able to love the same?
Will my passion ever burn bright again, like a flame?
…
Only for you.

On the ship of Love,
I set out at sea,
Hoping my emotions would be free.

Quiet, peaceful waters I sailed,
Me and my crew, we never failed.
We traveled the world, hope in our hearts;
We took a wrong turn, and things turned dark.

Found the Sea of Sorrow, oh dear!
The one place we shouldn't be near!
Faced with sadness, ships become brittle,
They can be sank by the smallest pebble.

My crew has jumped,
They've abandoned ship;
As its captain, I'm sinking with it...