Who will be my Ashitaka?

اگه فکر می‌کنی با ساز زدن می‌تونی خرم کنی، کاملا درست فکر کردی.

Maybe one day i'll be able show you how important you are to me

Place me in my casket tonight
Because I'm already dying inside
Pale skin so cold to the touch
Like a rose in bloom when we blush
Dark eyes meet under the sky
The stars are out, we're alive in the night
My hollow heart finds it too hard to trust
We're all alone until we turn back to dust