[Intro] (Serene ambient winter breeze blowing quietly) (Crystalline, slow acoustic guitar arpeggio and gentle harp echoes) (The soundscape is cold, white, and spacious) [High-pitched fragile female whisper, close-mic] Softly fall... drifting down... White embrace... swallow the crown... [Verse 1] (Gentle melancholic cello joins the quiet acoustic flow) はらはら 降り積もる 銀の雪の精 足あとさえも 白に飲み込まれてく 楽園は真白で どこまでも広がる 息をひそめたまま 時間だけが 遠ざかる [Bridge A] [High-pitched female whisper, softly like a cold wind] "Forget your name, forget your pain... In this silver cage, you will remain." [Pre-Chorus] (Strings enter gracefully, creating a smooth continuous layer) [Vocal transitions into sky-high clear voice with long long tones] ここは白銀の幻想世界 戻る道 もう見えない 少しずつ 少しずつ 名前さえ 薄れてく (Choir: Losing my mind, beautifully blind...) [Chorus] (Majestic but incredibly soft strings explosion, maximum emotional clarity) 雪と花 雪に舞う花びらのように 現（うつつ）のあなたは 溶けていく 静かに 静かに…… 迷い込んだその瞳に 託されたひとつの「役目」 あなたは「花」となってここに 白銀へ 色を灯す (ああ) [Verse 2] (Acoustic guitar and harp intertwine like falling snow) 指先からこぼれた 最後のぬくもりが 淡い花びらになり 風の路をたどる 思い出は ひらひらと 空へ還るだけ 呼ぶ声も 輪郭も 雪明かりに 溶ける [Bridge B] [High-pitched female slow chant, blending with the harp] "Is it a sin to absolute submission? Melting away, a sweet perdition..." [Pre-Chorus] (Beautiful tragic violin weeps a continuous melody in the background) 幻想世界はささやく 「泣かないで 休みなさい」 少しずつ 少しずつ 痛みまで 消していく (Choir: No more resistance, vanish distance...) [Chorus] (Grand beautiful symphonic climax, wrapping the clear voice like a soft white blanket) 雪と花 雪に舞う花びらのように 現（うつつ）のあなたは ほどけてく やさしく やさしく…… 迷い込んだ者すべてに 与えられたひそかな「役目」 あなたの場合は 歯車の世界に 淡い彩りを 与える人 [Monologue] (All instruments grow very quiet, leaving only the winter wind and a cold dark tone) [Robotic cold female whisper, very high pitch] "You think you are saving this world? No... you are just beautiful trapped flesh, blooming in my frozen garden." [Outro] (The majestic beautiful strings and piano leave a long, long-lasting echo) [Vocal rises into final clear high note, then fades away into white] 雪と花 散りながら 咲き続ける声 真白な景色に宿した 小さな 小さな 祈り (はらはら) (Fade into white...) (Eternal sleep, eternal light...) [High-pitched female whisper] Ah... せっかしょう... (One final gentle harp string plucks, fading completely into the cold breeze)
