You sit at the edge of the world,
I am in a crater that's no more.
Words without letters
Standing in the shadow of the door.

The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,
Little fish rain from the sky.
Outside the window there are soldiers,
steeling themselves to die.

(Refrain)

Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,
Thinking for the pendulum that moves the world, it seems.
When your heart is closed,
The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx,
Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams.

The drowning girl's fingers
Search for the entrance stone, and more.
Lifting the hem of her azure dress,
She gazes --
at Kafka on the shore


...

And sometimes I want to be the boy who's there at the shore, with he's loving one... Smiling and stop the moment, stay there for the rest of my life. Stay forever in that dream where I'm with him. Stop the time in that precious moment where everything was perfect...

That's why I'm the girl... searching the way to keep my treasure, because I want to be with him no matter what... ~