Thunder rolled low, close to the ground, Neon rain where silence drowned, Shadows move, no human sound, I walk alone โ€” the world unbound. (ๅตใฎไธญใงใ€ใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹) Leaves still shine, the stormโ€™s perfume, Soft wind breathes across the gloom, Fireflies in smoky bloom, The night is thick โ€” my soulโ€™s a wound. (ๅคœใฎ้ขจใ‚ˆใ€ๅ›ใ„ใฆ) What a night โ€” the stars ignite, Gold and cold in endless height, Raindrops cry in silver light, Every leaf weeps through the night. (ๆถ™ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹) Lightning cuts the distant sky, Echo fades, but doesnโ€™t die, Steel lake burns as dreams go by, Thereโ€™s her house โ€” I pass it by. (ๅ›ใฎๅฝฑใ€ใพใ ใใ“ใซ) Still the moon draws phantom lines, Whispers freeze in shifting time, Door and porch โ€” her steps, her sign, But sheโ€™s not here, sheโ€™s not mine. (ๅธฐใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฃฐใ€ๆถˆใˆใŸๅฟƒ) Are the gods no longer cruel? Did they spare her burning fuel? Or did she drown in that same rule, Still alone โ€” an endless duel. (็ฅžใ‚ˆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆ)