My sweetest illusion lies on a cloud,
Moving toward the endless blue.
Stay, my precious dream.
Do not sail away.
While I was wide awake, watching the sky.
In each ghostly evening and bright morning,
The image of hope and despair
Becomes a battlefield
Burning, burning inside my head.
I saw people with broken hearts
Picking up their corpses of memories.
I saw a familiar face.
She said, "it's okay. Just a dead end."
Then, here came a heavy rain.
The cloud has changed its shape
And my sweetest illusion has twisted.
Leave, the vicious trick.
Do not let me fall again.
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