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The orange sun setting,
After the bright sunny day.

The birds flying to their nest,
The vivid pattern of the clouds;
The gentle breeze blowing at my face,
And the serene atmosphere!

Orange, orange, orange sun,
Growing brighter as it's setting down.
Distinct shape round and round.
As I stare too long,
The brightness burning my eyes.

The sun halved beneath the clouds,
The sky white and blue,
Sun, just a quarter left for the eyes,
Hiding behind some thick gray cloud.

Orange. Orange became the white blue sky.
Or is it gray? Grayness that hovers the sky.
Slowly and slowly the brightness taken over by darkness,
The white became gray, the gray becoming black.

The birds still flying to their nests.
Two beauties coming out from the opposite lane!
A day done for the birds that fly,
But for them, the day has just begun.

And as for me, my dear.
The days and nights are all the same.
Darkness surmises me in the day,
And lonesome are the night.

Day dreaming became a habit my dear,
And sleepless night, my companion.
The sun is no more, gray cloud no more, the orange sky no more.
The darkness of the night is coming to haunt me.

I am scared of fighting it all alone my dear,
I fought it so long, I fought it strong.
But now, my strength is all gone, my dear,
Tired of fighting it all alone!

Give me strength, give me hope,
Give me dreams, give me love.
And if I get thy love, what’s the need to fight?
Cause with love, cometh peace, and peace is what I seek.

I may live without you,
But each day I will die a new death,
And if you be with me, my dear;
Each day, I will gain a rebirth.

And if you feel my words are true and my love is pure,
Come, come be with me, give me some life.
And if you need to be away, just give me some sign,
That you love me too!