She, who said that it's nothing,
that everything will be okay
in the sky of her who came back again,
like always, the clouds are drifting silently
collapsing, miserly torn,
she once again stopped in her pain
in the sky of her who came back again,
like always, the stars are shining
the trembling of her shut closed eyes
to the warmth of the two firm held hands
in the country of her, that crosses my mind,
limitless, spread peace flows
in the song of her, that resounds now,
limitless, transparent tears are flowing