I will tell you

I'll tell you

What a long night, I walked on the road with you

I'll tell you

That mistaken story, I've been knocked on the wrong door

Touched, weeping, touching the shadow of the wind..)

I didn't tell anyone hers name

No one knows, no one knows

You know, crying, the shadow of the light.

This way, however, the flame of the Art

Days,

You're crying, you're the shadow of the light.

I'll tell you

What a long night, I walked on the road with you

I'll tell you

That mistaken story, I've been knocked on the wrong door

Touched, weeping, touching the shadow of the wind..)