Calendula Requiem (english translation)

Kanon wakeshima x Kanon (an cafe)

i released the flowers into the ray of the morning sunlight
i keep on waiting for the rain that will never fall
and i drifted into a sleep that i cant wake up from i heard someone's voice calling me
this dark utopia,
is it a delusion? or a dream?
with my body that is already gone
i tell myself inside my heart
that i want to make an atonement
i wonder what will i gain from it

with this tears, im gonna take back my life span
my life was frail and short
everything will appear
at my end
will i be terrified or will i mourn for it?

the calendula is singing for the end of the show
they proudly bloom and boast in silent
all my hatred
and my sorrow
is clearly projected in that sleep
the calendula is singing for the end of the show
embellishing my loneliness
i keep on waiting for the rain that will never fall
and i drifted in a sleep that i cant wake up from

a weep tear up my thoughts
this evening's love and hate
the past and the present
is scrambled by the tide of vain
my soul starts to guess
when i reached that edge
what will i get to see?

i will protect myself with these hands
from these overflowing words of betrayal
i believe in love that i've seen once
i want to survive this moment

the calendula is singing for the end of the show
they proudly bloom and boast in silent
the loving
and the yearning
i wrapped it upon this leaf
the calendula is singing for the end of the show
embellishing my loneliness
i keep on waiting for the rain that will never fall
and i drifted in a sleep that i cant wake up from

one day, if there'll be a time when i lost hope and despair
will i come to realize where the reality is?

i can hardly breathe
nevertheless, i still want to be here
because the sound of my heart creaks will
prove that im still alive

even if i was accompanied by loneliness

the calendula is singing for the end of the show
they proudly bloom and boast in silent
all my hatred
and my sorrow
clearly projected in that sleep
the calendula is singing for the end of the show
embellishing my loneliness
i keep on waiting for the rain that will never fall
and i drifted in a sleep that i cant wake up from

this flowers seems like its not going to wilt
i smell food of this land that im fighting with
but when the requiem for the funeral echoes
they disappear with the dry wind