The spectators tremble
As long pink breezes
Rise onto the dark stage
To caress
Sobbing lost souls
Hidden by the white smoke of incense.
On the silver tower
The bell is silent.
Up high
Orion’s belt
Unites with
The Milky way.
The spectators tremble
As long pink breezes
Rise onto the dark stage
To caress
Sobbing lost souls
Hidden by the white smoke of incense.
On the silver tower
The bell is silent.
Up high
Orion’s belt
Unites with
The Milky way.