One swing is swinging in the air
I of the future am swaying it
My lips which are transparent in the light
And spinning dreams which begins melting in the air
Slightly little by little
The pendulum comes close in the sky
The rain of the light pours each time
And wets your forest of shut heart
Come with me
Into this mystical wind...
When I call so to unseen life
All will surely begin
Again...