Here you can see the world alive/ all engaged in its
different works/ with the people on both my sides/
I like hearing their colourful words/ I see a boy who's
kissing a girl/ and she looks right at me/ She wants
to say "you are alone/ you can't receive what I can
feel"// Why do you want to make me suffer?
/ Why do you want to make me cry?
/ I have done nothing bad to you,
/ and you, you don't, you don't even know me// When
I turn into Ash on the Stairs of the World/ I see all
the people come and go/ When I turn into Ash on the
Stairs of the World/ I watch a horrible show,
I watch a horrible show// This is the place where a
promise is told/ and I wonder if it will be holden/
where a misunderstood white dress/ is sign of faithfully
love confessed/ Where all races meet in a crazy dance/
full of colours and sounds,
religions and lands/ I know that you all men will pass
here someday/ and something you will think,
you'll understand// Will you go back to your homeland?/
And will you take what you have learned?
/ All this singing and dancing and singing and dancing/
is the diversity of lives/ and this keeps this world
alive// When I turn... // All this moving and speaking
and burning and freshening/ is the heart of the Cosmos/
We are self-moving pawns in a game/ We are like a picture
that knows how to draw itself/ The heart will beat
along/ if you come and dance on the Stairs of the World//