My hands hang on top of the piano
A sigh breathes and the first key starts
The piano sound erupts then flows
Under the moonlight, I play by heart
A piece I know too well
It got my lips smiling in grace
But got tears overflowing on my face
There, I play the longing for you
Fluttering, fluttering
The soft wind caresses my heart
Gleaming, gleaming
The moonlight shows my tear marks
All just hoping for one to care
Wishing that he would walk back
On the old road that we shared
But all are just singing
Singing to one who is not listening
The wind keeps blowing and blowing
Bringing the dreams back from ashes
To where it got the footsteps strolling
A dreamy memory that ended in scratches
Got the night to linger but yet to die again
Fluttering, fluttering
The soft wind caresses my heart
Gleaming, gleaming
The moonlight shows my tear marks
All just hoping for one to care
Wishing that he would walk back
On the old road that we shared
But all are just singing
Singing to one who is not listening
My song is reaching its end
But still, he did not come to visit
My voice weakly descends
And the piano strings slit
I let go of the last teardrop
So, in the end, the piano stops
Searching for beauty.
In the dream garden, there’s you.
I pick you, keep you
And save you in a glass jar.
But still, in my keep, you wilt.