Strolling down the garden without the need of needs

In the garden, Favour closes her eyes and follows Madness

and it was like dancing by the stars

Then the hidden Her re-introduced ¡K It was a dream

Used to stay there till dawn ¡K Now heartrending

Favour does not dare to open her eyes as if

the smile of His¡K will keep the matches burning

Comes, Meaningless has no choice but strikes over with red 

            What has to be understood got to be understood

Tomorrow¡¦s ending will not changed

Predetermined cannot swap with Favour

nor Favour will unveiled