Sailor Aurora
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Where am I vanishing into?
Into a clam, quietly sleeping in the sea?
Last night's dream, I dreamt an unbelievably real one. I'm just sleeping...
Town beyond the boundless horizon, nobody seems to be there.
Only the moon shines, and her light creates shadows.
Imagination, like illusions, starts overwhelming the town.
Holding inconsistency, wasted sense of value,
penetrates into the ground's surface so, so deeply.
Truly, into a dark, calm layer.
But, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet.
crowd of ladies wasting time for nothing.
Children creating a perfect evil,
like a genius does, river forms a flow but never needs water.
Time turns everything into the truth,
mysterious rumors floating in the skies.
.
Memories of a story that was never born.
Holding inconsistency, wasted sense of value,
penetrates into the ground's surface so, so deeply.
Truly, into a dark, calm, layer.
But, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Satisfaction constantly creates loose portrayl.
A lake filled with mystery but not leading to the sea.
Thousands of molecules slash the darkness while giving ultrarapid lights.
Unnatural body and unconsciously developed technologies called "indifference" .
Value of enormous intelligence named "ignorance" is disregarded...
But, Moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet...
--Copyrighted by Sailor Aurora/Tanya
Into a clam, quietly sleeping in the sea?
Last night's dream, I dreamt an unbelievably real one. I'm just sleeping...
Town beyond the boundless horizon, nobody seems to be there.
Only the moon shines, and her light creates shadows.
Imagination, like illusions, starts overwhelming the town.
Holding inconsistency, wasted sense of value,
penetrates into the ground's surface so, so deeply.
Truly, into a dark, calm layer.
But, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet.
crowd of ladies wasting time for nothing.
Children creating a perfect evil,
like a genius does, river forms a flow but never needs water.
Time turns everything into the truth,
mysterious rumors floating in the skies.
.
Memories of a story that was never born.
Holding inconsistency, wasted sense of value,
penetrates into the ground's surface so, so deeply.
Truly, into a dark, calm, layer.
But, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet.
Satisfaction constantly creates loose portrayl.
A lake filled with mystery but not leading to the sea.
Thousands of molecules slash the darkness while giving ultrarapid lights.
Unnatural body and unconsciously developed technologies called "indifference" .
Value of enormous intelligence named "ignorance" is disregarded...
But, Moon, don't stop shining yet.
Yeah, moon, don't stop shining yet...
--Copyrighted by Sailor Aurora/Tanya