Mustang

There are no lies, no pretense
Originally, it's such a landscape painting
Using a paintbrush to draw the future
We are the ones who dirty the world

Without color, too faint
In consciousness, such a scene
Unforgettable, a vow from the past
They disappear, separated from them

Like a mist that strokes the cheek, the drizzle flows through the days

Who are you
Galileo, Galilei
A landscape painting that no one can draw
What is right, what is sad
We are the ones who dirty the world

There are no lies, no pretense
I won't make such jokes
A vow from the past that I can't tell anyone
That alone is my pride

Will I lose sight of your vivid image
The tearful dewdrops that hit the window flow through the days

Ah, losing something
Look, loss is now opening its mouth, swallowing me
A seashell left after the waves recede on the beach
Thoughts pile up at the bottom of the sea

There are no lies, no pretense
Originally, it's such a landscape painting
Unforgettable, a vow with you
That alone is my pride

Like the May rain reflecting the heart, will it ever stop
Like a mist that strokes the cheek, it flows through the days