george, here is the version from the first page plus the corrected first verse. the one you've uploaded has many mistakes (i have no idea where you got it lol)
things will soon become motionless
on the other side road that has been cut off.
all i used to know of was that voiceless heaviness.
in a transient morning,
our singing voices clearly chimed
with a song of lies,
a cruel song of victory.
since the moon still shines in blue, in a blue such as this,
the night wets its lips without being able to protect its secrets.
many doors are yet everlastingly kept shut;
please hide me within that unreachable darkness.
the boat was too small to carry time. *
it sank its rudder,
and merely drifted in the waves.
when the gasping of spring nurtures yearning,
we continue to sing of joy while staggering.
the cold sound of bells
that flicker separately
light up fireworks
deep within our eyes.
like a picture that was sharpened and is drawn in monochrome,
sharpen my heart
until the day your bone is exposed. **
we, who posses nothing, are singing our awkward victory song,
in order to merely survive for a moment.
within my heart that i still keep everlastingly locked,
nothing but a white noise-like sound echoes scatteringly. ***
the melody of the night
that is oh so much more sweeter than a dream,
is a silent melody
that gets too close until it becomes distant.
since the moon still shines in blue, in a blue such as this,
we sing distortedly while staggering.