From the chest of fake hopes

where we leave the needless things

I found a dusty object

it had a special gift

From its opened top

a sound came out

a phantom from the past

Sacred nights I felt like heaven

Rusty days I felt like hell

This music box reminds me of you

This Little music box

Its melody is a distant smile,

a face I thought I knew

Like a lizard in the desert

I drifted without rest

And the heat appeared so liquid

It had the taste of the salty sea

Pandora's fate is captured in my box