How wonderful would it be to fly The flowing clouds are like feathers of glass If I could speak, where shall I begin? The sparkling eyes are a gentle telepathy
With a faded passion long forgotten From within the "Southern Island" I await for that song
It's not a distant dream nor a mirage The Mist Ball shines in radiance With my song and your voice Filling up the Soul Dew Luster Purge aimed towards the endless skies To you on that day Eon Ticket
I'm brimming with excitement Humming the melody in spring and summer, in fall and winter Can you hear me? I can still fly a bit more In the morning, at noon, in the night, and surely even in my dreams
The shining guardian deities dance on the water's surface The Mist Ball throbs in excitement With your song and my voice Filling up the Soul Dew Luster Purge upon memories of the City of Water To me on that day Eon Ticket
To a faded passion long forgotten From within the "Southern Island" I bring you this song
It's not a distant dream nor a mirage The Mist Ball shines in radiance With my song and your voice Filling up the Soul Dew Luster Purge aimed towards the endless skies To you on that day Eon Ticket I've received it Eon Ticket
