I asked him to come along to the seaside to have our love sealed,
but I lost my way and found myself next to a swimming pool.
The lake beneath my eyes is beautiful in blue.
You and I started just from there,
our memories along the rippling blue.
You gave me a rock which accidentally fell down to the earth as a gift,
but I've always mistaken it for a perfect diamond.
I've never seen any defect in it
which I inlayed in my ring.
I've never thought that I have anything to lose.
Just let me indulge when rationality doesn't help.
At least I was happy for a while.
No matter if he was sincere and I was fake or who targeted whom,
self-righteousness is nothing less than bliss.
It comes either too early or too late,
but a beautiful mistake is the closest to reality.
Although it makes one faint sometimes and then wake up again,
the greatest joy of life is nothing more than that.
That living is like being drunk and death is like a dream
I guess just means that.
The so-called heaven's will I guess just means that.