Let's break away and taste the sun with our bare hands;
Break free of each other and flash a smile to Death as it passes by.

Let's live and regret, and cry.
If stars die, why shouldn't we?
The stars that dot the evening clouds on the periphery,
Like pearly white earrings -
If they too dwarf into oblivion,
Why do we have to stay?

Let's not live to see another moment;
Breathe to take another breath.

In the lightest hues of blue, red and green,
Let's become one with the stars.

Under the segueing skies, let's fade away.