The Summer of water has ended.
The sparkling show has also closed its curtains.
The Suiten-gū built upon the desert, as if following those fairy tales,
disappeared into a night's dream.
The goddess' whims won't last for long.
My stage was also some kind of mistake.
But just a little bit more. My meager string of light.
If this spotlight left on would become the dazzling of star.
Even if you're gone from memory,
or even if it turns out that you're gone from this world.
I shall gift you, with feelings full of gratitude
a very special element just for you.
Her memories eternally blue.
The swan, alone, reminisces of a past love.