[Poem for Kami (English title: "A Thousand Winds")]

In Golden Era, Gackt read this poem for his close friend, who past away a week before that time.

[A THOUSAND WINDS]

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep there.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush, 

I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in the circled flight,

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there; I did not die.

---Author unknown

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