Fantasy
Fantasy
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope to
I no longer strive to strive
Why should I strive
The lost power of reign lost again?
There, where trees flower and springs flow, for there is nothing again
Because I know that time is always time
And the place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And squeeze the voice
Because I cannot hope to turn again
Because...
You only hear me
Why dont you speak
Speak, please
Speak...
What to speak
Why do you speak