(2013)
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
