Seule dans la nuit...

What if we are lonely people.. destined to be alone...

The darken night always.. yes, ALWAYS!

Without sunsets, without stars..

In a misty and cold night...

Smelling you, or maybe just smelling a dream,

Because you are not here...

Maybe you are even just a product of my imagination..

How could I know?

What if I want to fight for it.. ?

Nothing else matters.. but it...

Yes.. I ought to fight...

But, shall I?

Come to my night..

Let's share the mist..........

Or would I stay alone until the end?

Who knows..