My Dear, L'arc en Ciel

now, go out and look for love - into the depth of the forest
(real love, my dear, is not for sale.)
that's something i couldn't find though i searched hard...
(real love, my dear, is hard to find.)

listen - even though the world is tarnished by mistakes
i will never let your hand let go of mine
at least you can believe in that

finally, i reached out my hand and grasped it
and held it tight, overjoyed
(real faith, my dear, is far too fake.)
so ephemeral it was that it died and decayed so soon
(real faith, my dear, is just a dream.)

someday, when the whole world encounters joy
if i were to first meet you then, i would never have shown you
my endless sorrow

where can it be... in my heart

listen - even though the world is tarnished by mistakes
i will never let your hand let go of mine
even if this feeling seems fake to you
it showers you with dazzling light, forever
at least you can believe in that