The night draws in, casting long shadows, ominous power.
The wind gently brushes the treetops, cool as silk, gently.
Darkness surrounds me, gently takes me into its lap.
My path continues, my search for the fairytale moon.
Following the trail of the monster, always paying attention.
It takes me deeper and deeper into the nightmare of this time.
On the journey through ruins, getting used to each other in silence.
Pursuing the same goal, the search for the fairytale moon.
The great battle is long forgotten, it was so long ago.
He bulldozed everything, leaving no place to live.
So many died, a small number survived.
Scattered, aimless, lost without hope, you groan painfully.
Even though the journey is often difficult for me, I often find myself pondering and
The meaning is often not entirely clear to me and the doubt presses me hard.
The will is there, it helps my hope to win.
I never give up, I never give up, I keep my eyes firmly on the goal!
I'll come back when the nights are no longer black,
When I find what is silently hiding from us.
When I felt what the old legends write about,
When I saw what fuels our hope.
Because in fairy tale moon I will find all the things.
(Fairy tale moon) I will bring you some of it.
(Fairy tale moon) Like a delicate, sweet one Fruit.
(Fairy Tale Moon) I'll be with you then, be patient.

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