Yet I drift in dense grey water
Carried away, further, further...
My breath ascends above the tide,
While body transcends Materia
I try to wear a smile, but it transpires in depth
Above the liquid shroud I've searched for you,
But what I saw was snow
Falling, burying me...
The cold devours sun in my eyes
At last my being become a winter shade
I rise above the stream, descend with snow
I disappear in wind, I am no more
At last my being become winter