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.