Do you feel the sorrow of the sun?
Do you hear it crying
It is burning in my sight
Do you feel the sorrow of the sun?
I've got a wish that [drowns me in melancholy
To put it back into your arms]
To put it back into your empty arms
In stormy nature
Under a crying sky the sun leaves me
A new notch carved that I follow
I notice that a voice is absent in the melody
The tone of silence is the sound of all possibilities
Everything sounds possible out of it
The tone of silence is the sound [of all possibilities]
And has already dried that tear
If this composition tears
It tears me up
And the tone sounds
I love this tone
And the tone sounds
I love this tone
[And the tone sounds]
I love this tone
Do you hear it crying
It is burning in my sight
Do you feel the sorrow of the sun?
I've got a wish that [drowns me in melancholy
To put it back into your arms]
To put it back into your empty arms
In stormy nature
Under a crying sky the sun leaves me
A new notch carved that I follow
I notice that a voice is absent in the melody
The tone of silence is the sound of all possibilities
Everything sounds possible out of it
The tone of silence is the sound [of all possibilities]
And has already dried that tear
If this composition tears
It tears me up
And the tone sounds
I love this tone
And the tone sounds
I love this tone
[And the tone sounds]
I love this tone