神来之作

Though we hope for promising years
After shedding a thousand tears,
Yesterday's sorrow seem constantly nears.

Yesterday,
While the moon shone blue,
By the break of dawn,
It turned to scarlet hue.

We were overjoyed,
Tarnished by hopes
And our wonderful future.

That being said,
On the counter our cards laid,
With self-reproach shall I do my way
And continue living
To see another day.