Lyrics of September by an Laining

The death of the gods

The wind far away is far away

My piano sobbed and my tears were gone

Crossing the grassland alone

In the distance, only wild flowers gather in death

The moon is like a mirror, and the grassland reflects thousands of years

My piano sobbed and my tears were gone

Crossing the grassland alone

My piano sobbed and my tears were gone

Crossing the grassland alone

I return the distance to the grassland

One is horsetail, the other is wood

Far back to grassland

One is horsetail and the other is wood

Far back to grassland

One is horsetail and the other is wood

Far back to grassland

One is horsetail and the other is wood

Congealed iron (far away) flows to the lower boundary (return to grassland)

Turn into a cloud (one called horsetail) and fly into the sky (one called wood bar)

Congealed iron (far away) flows to the lower boundary (return to grassland)

Turn into a cloud (one called horsetail) and fly into the sky (one called wood bar)

Congealed iron (far away) flows to the lower boundary (return to grassland)

Turn into a cloud (one called horsetail) and fly into the sky (one called wood bar)

Congealed iron (far away) flows to the lower boundary (return to grassland)

Turn into a cloud (one called horsetail) and fly into the sky (one called wood)