Suna No Oshiro
Kanon Wakeshima
Castle of Sand
Softly flowing white
Dry clouds passing by
I, in my grayness
Just quietly fading away
Need to die
Gathering stars
In a sand castle
My humble prayers
Spill and fall at its feet
Lurking, the waves carry them away
A world of darkness
A world of silence
Fading prayers
Encountering the wind
Still, keep shining
Even as I stumble repeatedly
With chilling hands
Building a sand castle
Lurking, the waves carry them away
Ah, to you
