You know, Moon told me about the love of Sunset and Sunrise -
so I'm thinking now how much it resembles ours...
Through the wind in whispers they speak of their love,
but evil storms spoil the message with no stain of shame -
that is why Sunrise blushes in flames...
White clouds make a bed for them,
but evil blackness divides them standing on their way -
that is why Sunset is sad every night...
And being hopeless, me and you, like Sunset and Sunrise
here under the sky, me and you, are sentenced to be alone...
so I'm thinking now how much it resembles ours...
Through the wind in whispers they speak of their love,
but evil storms spoil the message with no stain of shame -
that is why Sunrise blushes in flames...
White clouds make a bed for them,
but evil blackness divides them standing on their way -
that is why Sunset is sad every night...
And being hopeless, me and you, like Sunset and Sunrise
here under the sky, me and you, are sentenced to be alone...
