Ephemeral Dance
Standing on the stage of life,
acting just like a flock of birds,
to connect to the world,
we perform a dance
Skillfully waving my hand aside, learning complex steps
I feel I'm not satisfied,
I feel I can't bear it
Even trying to hide those thoughts, can I still move on?
Even upon the shortest chance encounters,
another new day comes and gives its cry
Growth is achieved only to fade away,
like light and shadow...
Looking at pretty things, hoping for some kind of miracle
Yet when the snow falls, we plow it away
Though a voice like dry and brittle leaves shouts,
I'm standing still as always, looking out afar...
I can't hear those lies!
Even if I dance in your footsteps,
we join with the music along separate ways
My intentions swing, and I willfully drink it in, not knowing where my destination is...
Why is it that the rhythm you love grows confused?
Even knowing that an end will come... Scorch these ephemeral thoughts!
And so this story meets the morning,
and we twirl onward toward the next
So let us dance, never stopping
Come, watch my off-beat steps...
Ephemeral Dance