==Romaji== [\"I will give you a string of light and unbreakable volition.\", she said. Repair the wonderful world with them. Always hope will shine our road, even though I disappear.]
shizumarikaeri nemuru o kakeyuku fukinuke odoru kaze ni nori yoru no fuchi e kagayaku tsuki ga sono yokogao o toraeru tsumetaku hikaru hidarite wa nani o tsukamu
hotsureyuku sekai no kakera o hitohira ishi no hi o katate ni kagari aruku owari nado mienai shikumi na no da kara tou koto wa akirame hitotsu-hitotsu
sugaito togire kizukeba yuiitsu no hari sugaru koto sae yurusarezu ni hiza o oru minamo ni utsuru TSUGIHAGI darake no karada utsusemi ni tou kore wa yume ka maboroshi ka
kutabirete wa nemuri akai yume o miru kagaribi wa taorete sora o kogasu sekitaterareru ni yurari arukidasu kodoku na hoshi no you ni kurikaeshite
tsunagitomeru subete no hi o
sumikitta aozora iwakage ni motarete hoho nadeyuku kaze wa \"oyasumi\" to tsubuyaita
hotsure hotsure kakera ni modoru utsushiyo no kioku wa musan no setogiwa o imada mizu
karoujite tomeru katachi o tsunagu aenai mahou wa no nai inochi no kage
ugokanu sono migite ni wa KUCHINASHI no hanataba o chi ni kaeru tamashii ni sasagu hanamuke nokosareta sekai ni wa fuchi-nashi no zetsubou to negawakuba shibaraku no eien o
[Keepers of Eternity are no longer collapsed. Now destiny has become yours.]
==Eng Trans== [\"I will give you a string of light and unbreakable volition.\", she said. Repair the wonderful world with them. Always hope will shine our road, even though I disappear.]
As she dashes through a dormant town that has fallen into deathly silence, riding on the dancing wind, she approaches the depths of the night. While the bright moonlight has captured the side of her face, what is she trying to seize with her coldly shining left hand?
Patching up one of the fragments of this eroding world with the flame of her will, she walks on. Because it's a duty with no end in sight, she has ceased to ask why, but merely keeps working diligently.
When she realizes that her silk's severed and left with a mere needle, having nothing to let her cling to, she kneels down. Reflected on the water surface, with a body full of patches and stitches, she asks the mundane world: is this a dream or an illusion?
Worn out, she into a slumber, and begins dreaming; the bonfire has fallen apart and is singeing the sky; awakened from her dream, she gets up and starts walking wobbly again. She repeats this cycle, just like the solitary sun in the sky.
She must keep all the flames in the world ablaze.
The sky cleared up into cerulean blue. As she against a rock in its shade, a breeze, caressing her cheeks, whispered to her \"Good night.\"
Eroding and eroding, returning to fragments, her memory of the present world remains foggy, and still has no sign of clearing up any time soon.
Barely, only very barely, she has managed to retain her physical form with feeble magic, but that's merely a shadow clone of her irreplaceable once-and-only life.
In her motionless right hand is a bouquet of jasmines, which is a farewell gift for her soul that's returning to earth. Left behind in the world is boundless despair, as well as an eternity that, hopefully, will not last. [Keepers of the Eternity are no longer collapsed. Now destiny has become yours.]