Not a thing is there, not a thing is there
Swaying in the wind only if I touch
Promises two lovers had made were not as strong as thought

Flowers all become, flowers all became
Withered up and dry, something sad remains
Thusly so, two lovers have left
Without a word exchanged

All too soon, with the heart, feel the body break as well
Somewhere still, they know that it's meant to be
Thoughtless and mistaken, in your heart, the scar remains
You and I, truly, like the flame, dimly burn away...

Never forgotten, never forgotten
Doesn't have a name; no way to describe
Someday, still, two lovers believe they'll find themselves again

As the rain comes down, as the rain came down
All the questions left have dried up so fast
Lit again, two lovers rejoined
And now have turned 'to one

Burning still, forever, tell me where's the flame of love?
Tell me true, tell me, is it mine to be?
Once again, so it seems, love will never disappear
You and I, truly, holding fast, tight in our embrace...

Softly now, softly now, see the candle flickering
In the wind gentle, lightly sways the flame
Once again, so it seems, love will never disappear