A broken heart seeks comfort in the ruins of frozen memories. It is this that keeps it bleeding.
Oh, brother in my dreams! Why do you haunt me? Oh, brother of mine! Why does your pain hurt me so? Oh, brother! My brother! Why did your river run dry? My tears are too many, yet they cannot refill your river's flow! Oh, brother! Dearest brother! Brother of mine!
Sentimentalities have only brought me grief.
How may the blossom still flourish if the brightest ray of the sun is extinguished? To soak in its beam only once before it fades away is enough to bloom. Yet the petals are forever stained with the longing to feel its warmth once more.