Oyaaaaa! Chichiri?? Well, that's a new subject. Unhappy 'Chiri no less. Anyway, the monk ain't mine!

Bitter...Sweet

In the dusk the sun again
Is sinking
In my heart the once more the pain
Awakens
Killing me slowly
Behind my cheerful façade
Watching the sunset I take away the mask
Letting tears run free down my face
From the eye that was not ruined
I mourn the day that everything fell down around me
The day when everything changed
Since then everything is bitter
And yet a ray of light hits the tears on my hands and suddenly
They alight.
A rainbow springs off me in all directions
Shining back to the sun
Flowing a trail of beauty about me
I can delight in this if I let myself do so
Maybe I should...
I sink into the glory and see everything as it was
When it was sweet
When it was well for me
And now the raindrops come at the end of the setting
And the sun is extinguished
And my tears are tears again
Now I am left to the bitter that clings
But as the last shaft of radiance touched the first fingers of rain
A brilliant phoenix arose
Spreading crimson wings
Trailing crimson fires
Breathing crimson breaths
Maybe things aren't all bitter.
Maybe just bittersweet
Maybe I'll change
Meanwhile, the silvery stars appear
And I return my mask
The sun could be mine
But the stars belong to the gods

Owari