Every night is the same
Touched by a cold wind, I relive the memories
I sing a melody softly to myself, but it grows fainter
Over time, until it vanishes
I can't forget the sorrow of the past
My body, in which the sweetness flickered,
Is almost broken now...
Where can I go to escape this sadness?
"I always have tomorrow..."
/Gackt - Les miserables/