the wonderful world
would cover up my affection
the sky's gradient in every dusk
would cover my colorless self
the earth's mighty wind
would blow my tears away
the night's luminous stars
would outshine my endless love
the land's languid flowers
would bloom before me -
while i withered of your love
in the latter time,
i will be forgotten
caused by the pain of the unrequited
the world's grace
and the universe' elegance
will conceal every agony i have
but in every fantastic disguise
it is not sure to obscure
my love, my lies and goodbyes
we have an amazing world,
it can keep out of sight the things we are not capable of hiding.
and as for the truth, it can never be hidden.