Besedila: Despairsray. Kaleidoscope [English].

I strayed lost, and was seeing birds full of wounds
I suppose it might've been you, what would you think?
hollow inside, your eyes are so lonely
the colours were fading... it's as if I'm looking at the end

under the quivering sky, I'm still wanting to talk to the warmth of your hands, until I cease to be

look, even the horizon of the burning blue sea
splits apart; it's as if I'm heading towards the end

now I cross the sea, the downpour of colours tracing out the earth
this undying thought is now... smashed up next to you... let's take part in this song

I was dreaming of the end of a bird's journey; how long were your eyes staring at that scene?

in the broken sky, I'm still wanting to talk to the warmth of your hands
reflected in you, your eyes; so many hundred thousands of colours melt into this scene
this song is like a favourite phrase: words overflowing to only you, tied to thoughts delivered to you...