Despite so much sadness
And even in the harsh winters
In the depths of solitude
Ravens have always brought good omens

And in the face of so many suspicious, tearful, and confused smiles
And beyond the dense and tenebrous curtain of black clouds
There's stars shining
In a crystal-clear sky

Sometimes, amidst the lights, we find the abode of shining sadness
Sometimes, in the darkness, we hear the voice of genuine happiness
Leave me here with my alchemy
Leave me here with the alchemists

Judge me for my unhappiness
But leave my gold alone
Theorize about hidden castles
But don't touch my dark dignity

For tears aren't always a reflection of pain
Nor of decisive defeats
And because I'll never give up on what is worthwhile
The present, the past, and the future
That are worthwhile