A Hill of Despair (go back »)

I am a mystery, and I have developed a kind to a lonely blue sky and to shine.
I no longer understand as I absent-mindedly react with the heavens.
I want to be shaken in a dream where nobody can touch me, and I want to be buried deeply.

In addition, where is the magical happiness that sleeps with me?
My wish comes true if I wake, humorous yet I still remain in a hill of despair.

Without doubt, I trust in the invisible power
With nothing but wishful thinking,
The light of morning pours onto me.

We continue to sleep and nobody can touch us.
I sway in a dream. I am buried deeply. Forever.
And sway and sway.
You have already disappeared when I noticed you.

In addition, where is the magical happiness that sleeps with me?
My wish comes true if I wake, humorous yet I still remain in a hill of despair.
If I waked, my wish will come true, and I laughed as I cried.

I remain standing on a hill of despair.