Mika Kobayashi
Cyua
Aimee Blackschleger
mpi
CASG
It's like the game of building blocks
I carefully build with bricks
It's like the game of building blocks
I look at my empty box of bricks
You break my wall guileless with dirty hand
On that day there was a fiery sunset
I hid the building blocks because of you
Sorrowful memories about my childhood
Is that the destroyer or the creator?
With the burning ash of hate we wave our swords
Is thatour fate or our will?
We will fight, till the burning wind will take our wings
It's like the game of building blocks
I carefully build with bricks
It's like the game of building blocks
I look at my empty box of bricks
I put nothing into the box of bricks
I want to lose nothing
I hid the building blocks because of you
I carefully build with bricks again
The inner fortune of people is
like colorful light which shines through colored glass
the pleasent everyday life is
like a warm candlelight
The very far green plains
the rich beautiful water
the grand nature still provides for their children
We hopefully can understand it someday
We are walking to the other side of the horizon
We hopefully can understand it someday
We go with firm steps
Every living being dies someday
Whether we are ready to die or not
That day will come surely
Is that an angel which flew down from the twilight sky?
Is that a fiend which crawled out from a crevice?
Tears, anger, pity, cruelty.
Peace, chaos, belief, betrayal.
We will fight against our fate
We must not give in to our fate.
With sorrow and confidence in our hearts
we show the will to move on
No one shall be stubbornly deprived of his life
The earth resounds in red
The people remember this tragedy
Is that the destroyer or the creator?
With the burning ash of hate we wave our swords
Is that our fate or our will?
We will fight, till the burning wind will take our wings
What will we find beyond this horizon?