終雪は灰となりて [Shuusetsu wa hai to narite] [English translation]

By the time the small snow flakes that brush gently against my cheek flutter about

One of my fingers freezes; I played a song of my final moments

The morning sun is an invitation for vertigo; it is as miserable as it is bright

The night when the stars fall, life snatches away the dreams we had

That snowy, moonlit night will be like a nightmare

You are no longer here

Searching for the future I cling onto, thousands of nights pass by

The dancing and scattering snow petals

Waver as I play this song in vain

Because I'm searching for the end

Let me have that dream in which I died with you

Promises are without fulfillment; if time is the only thing that does not freeze

Then along with the memories that vanish, their fragments pierce my heart

Each time a certain man blinks at forget-me-nots, their dancing petals tell sorrowful tales

It's snow that makes up the color of your eyes

My cruel fate awaits my end

It won't give up on finding ways to erase me

I let go of this light, because we'll be able to run into each other again

The dancing and scattering snow petals

Are a pair of flickering lights

If they connect, they'll break off again

They won't intersect, even if their threads are pulled in

Even now, still unable to change, I continue to wait for you at that hill

Until those fragments of my happy memories vanish

The alternating seasons pass by, and before long, color fades away

As if ashes were falling all over, the world is dyed white

The dancing and scattering snow petals

Waver as I play this song in vain

My voice signals the end

The tears that flowed were bright red

Come on... if only you were here, I wouldn't be able to remember as much

Because something like a permanent place to return to doesn't exist

Promises are without the ability to be fulfilled; only time wanders about

And I rely on those fragments of my half-vanished memories

Inside those memories, I close my eyes as I lock myself up

Only the petals I watched over were observing this sorrowful tale