The moon has gone away
to spare the spotlight on my grave...
a second is more precious
now that my last one is gone...
spare a smile for my sake
for this one day,
it will save me the despair from the fact that i'm slipping away...
though i love more than you,
and though i crave the spotlight of the innocent moon,
it's only tonight that i'll survive to realize,
that dying is the best part of life...
