Even if I die

From the sand of beaches
To the yellow stars
I can hear the whisper:
"Come to us, join us".

Now I can not open
Always weeping eyes.
And this cruel world
Will keep my cries

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I have lost the reason
To continue my life.
It's like autumn season -
Death and rife - death and rife!!

This is last time ever
I'm seeing sky's blue dome.
Now my path forever -
Path to home.

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