Angels weeping with her in unison;
sympathizing the girl
who hold her tears
in silent.

She whispered to me
the unknown one
has feared her to death.
That's why my darling
building fortress
in her own heaven.
Sadly, she becomes tragically
lonely by this fate.

Oh, she once offered me
her wet wound
to caress.
Wish I knew how to do it lovingly,
for my wound is...