Besedila: L'Arc-En-Ciel. My Dear [English].

go on, look for love, to the otherside of the deep woods

(real love, my dear, is not for sale)

no matter how I strained my eyes looking, I never could find it but...

(real love, my dear, is hard to find)



listen, even if the whole world is corrupted by sin

I'll never let go of the hand I hold in mine

that's all you need have faith in



at long last I reached out and grabbed hold, happilly embracing you

(real faith, my dear, is far too fake)

it passed so quickly, and soon withered to rot.

(real faith, my dear, is just a dream)



If I could have met you

when the whole world at last found joy

I would have never shown you

this endless sadness



Where can it be... in my heart



listen, even if the whole world is corrupted by sin

I'll never let go of the hand I hold in mine



even supposing, you feel like this feeling... is a lie

that radiance will forever rain upon you

that's all you need have faith in