The Beautiful Afar, don't be cruel to me
Don't be cruel to me,
From a clear headspring into the Beautiful Afar
I begin my journey into the Beautiful Afar
Helicopters are no longer flying,
Magician isn't seen in recent years;
The Beautiful Afar, the Futile Afar.
So faraway that it's never to be reached.
At noisy parties,
Ballerina on a music box reminds of unrealized
dreams;
Dahlia leaves wilt in an old vase,
And your song reflects in a tear of sadness by every
piano note
Glassy gaze, life like movie bloopers from a hundred
to zero,
Spring is already more than thousand nights one after another
And it's doubtful you can once more let loose your childish giggle.
And never again to meet Electronic, in techno,
You are now a model, model that's discarded from a conveyor.
Under the oppression of dust and weight of time,
Adults are certain, drink, celebrate,
Ahead is your Futile Afar.
The Beautiful Afar, futile and far,
Senselessly cruel, forget the path;
Without entry and exit, to Futile Afar,
To Futile Afar, you won't pass your way.
Whether tidings, whether tale,
Slaves of heart and captives of conscience
Contrary to reason and then,
Languishing stare fixed at a monitor,
Having understood nothing, like Neznaika
Darkness without light like Danko
There is no foothold and you're so alone,
Like Moon in a sunny city,
Fate has its own empire;
Trust me, it will gift you a golden key for your birthday
Start the motor on your train,
And with sorrow crash into the wall at full speed
Dance until you get sick
And once more a line snort, look out of a window;
There, a lonely sail gleams far away
Year after year taking off into your Futile Afar.
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