Withered Rose

The aurora’s coming,
And the borealis’s swaying,
The cold breeze’s dominating,
Stars came out gleaming.

Day and night has passed,
No signs of your breath I find,
A single touch of your heart,
Already tore apart.

May the waves carry our dreams,
Somewhere in the world they bring,
Let the sand burry my burdens,
I’ll let your ashes flow with the wind.

As my last memories of you will stay,
But my heart will never forget,
I may be a withered rose after the drought,
But our story will be full of heart.

Farewell, mi amor,
This is the last time I will think of you,
The empyrean will never forget the adventures,
And this is my last goodbye.