if dusk has arrived,
what I do is remember you ..
who used to hang hope about the meaning of love for me ..
you are the twilight,
who was present at the end of the day.
You are bright in an amazing sheen ..
and I'm waiting for you waiting for me ..
you are the twilight,
so warmly embracing my lonely soul,
but you're so proud to leave your shadow ..!
you make love with the moon that so adorable you ..
you slip in a beautiful angel embrace that deceives you ..
you leave your shadow that has been embedded in my mind ..
now dusk has arrived,
has twilight my waiting age ..
the sheen of your guns is still so meaningful.
but you've deleted me
when twilight changed into the meaning of love ..
