Broken Wings
Nocra Lyrics

Trying to hold back tears...
Attempting to withhold tears from falling to avoid external judgment and potential vulnerability.

An elephant never comes back
If something or someone is gone, it may not return, like an elephant that has left a specific geographical location for an unknown reason and may not come back.

Although still visible in the mirror.
Despite the reflection being present in the mirror, it may not be able to change things that have happened in the past or current situation.

But something strange and unfamiliar...
In spite of everything remaining familiar, something appears foreign as if it does not belong in the same category or realm.

The little Butterfly dying.
A small butterfly is coming closer to death.

She shook the dust off her wings
The butterfly made an effort to fix its wings from any dust or debris that may have collected on them.

And she is trying once again.
The butterfly is putting in effort to fly and function normally.

Trying to fly up into the sky.
The butterfly is attempting to reach new heights and greatness.

Or maybe she is no longer needed... Forgotten.
Possibly the butterfly is reaching the end of its natural life cycle, or it may not be remembered by others after death.

Broken wings...
The wings of the butterfly have damage, rendering them unable to fly or move freely.

Now... And forever.
Not only is this the current state, but it will remain this way and not change in the future.

And from the deep sky she falls
The butterfly falls from the high sky to the ground below.

To the graveyard and the cold. Dirty ground
The butterfly lands in an area that's damp, unsanitary, and indicative of death.

Where the candle is still burning.
Despite the darkness of the location, a light continues to burn.

Where is this lonely flower.
There may be a single flower nearby, isolated and alone.

Faded a thousand lives ago.
The flower has been dead for a long time, long enough to be considered thousands of lifetimes in the past.

But this tomb will no be empty.
The grave will not remain empty as the butterfly falls in it.

And the black flame no longer shines.
The light that never abandons the grave extinguishes.

And the pain will never burn out.
The underlying pain in the current situation will not subside on its own.

Maybe it can only be saved
There is a question of how to remedy the bad situation.

From pity and terrible love.
One solution might require being saved from the overwhelming emotions of grief and sorrow.

Wait for me on the other side.
The artist instructs another party to anticipate their arrival to a different location.

But I never...
However, the singer has no intention of actually making that journey to the other side.

I will never come...
The artist has accepted that they will never cross over to the other side.