Although It Hurts… For All Time

Even the setting sun, sinking so that it has caught fire, is alone
Without the ability to hold the land or sea
Within my deep heart, although I'm making it sleep
A scarlet-colored aching passion takes me by surprise
 
When I see your tears, I can't endure it
I come to want to embrace you from behind to my heart's content
I love you so much it's destroying me; no manner of words will tell
I, too, have love that I cannot put into words
 
One can't become a man just by having been born one
True strength is surely born out of love
If only you have a smile beyond your tears
As a dependable guy, I'll watch over you
 
I love you so much it's destroying me; no manner of words will tell
Though the love be unfulfilled, I only ask your happiness
The setting sun will sink again, clutching its passion all the way
It will fall asleep, unknown to man; although it hurts… for all time.
 
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