Where are you?
Even though you're leaving,
Even though you left.

As I follow the fading memorials,
as I fathom this ocean of memory,
I sink into the profound meditation.
That day, if I were to tell you my true sentiments,
would our fate have a drastic change?

I believe that as we inquire for more
Forgiveness from the shadow
of this loosen chain of memories,
All of our faiths and our devotions to live
Will just slowly and silently,
Fade away...

Will the days lost through the erosion of time
reunion with our heritage?
At the center of the sea of fog,
gleams and gleams of silhouette
thrust into my heart.

Sinking into memory and disorientation,
I have come to this forbidden land of lamentation.
Fallen parts of the loosen chain of memory
Give off blaring sounds with raucousness
Echo within my vacant soul

The clays without its soul
are possessed and hampered by the callous murk.
The angels hovered on the sky
are striving to salvage the tumultuous catastrophe,
but can the memories those forsook the clays
still hear the melancholic cry?

Lost of horizon ahead
induces me to loose my sense of direction;
I run in a haphazard direction.
Suddenly, an emergence of starlight
kindles the last hope in my heart

Gone the despair;
Gone the agony.
I shall live on;
I ought to live on.

Spring of tears welled out from the bottom of my heart,
I grab hold onto the hindmost memory,
crawl out the marsh of woe.
Stake the sapling of hope with the vine of reminiscence.
Growth of the tree pours the story of the past.

Use the last chain of memory as my momentum,
use the wept memory to foster the land

Where are you?
Even though you're leaving,
Even though you left.

I will be here
Waiting for reunion,
Waiting for you,
But I will live on.

Don't let memories grind you down,
just let them fade away.

Fading Memorials