I saw the tree's dy(e)ing in green
Have to find me before the sunrise
The latest leaves are blooming up
The second trees are old
and we have no more leaves to save,
which you left behind

I heard the sun's dy(e)ing in red
Have to find her before the sunset
The ancient sunlight is broken down
The sunlight is falling to pieces
and we have no more leaves to save
La la la

Every time I feel an ancient piece of you,
is it you or me?

Every time I feel an ancient piece of you,
is it you or me?