Continuing during the day, shining everywhere. Then changing, like tears, Coloring the snow and dying the evening sun, Leaving two tracks, and . . .-.
A white morn, loneliness arrives, Stealing your warmth as you get up, but not yet separated.
A closed pupil cracks open. Revealing an infinite tomorrow
Only a shadow of the gentleness remains. Each day passes with no returning. I want to cherish our moment. I want to walk together, always and forever.
The beaming face and the transparent look,
Because my greatest wish is always granted
It never flows away, this dripping sorrow. Whenever it seems to break, or seems to crumble, instead it holds me fast.
A nostalgic day in the night of winter Again it comes, one wave after another, each in succession. If there should be two people, trembling, The dream of repose comes ‘round, meeting them.
A closed pupil cracks open. Revealing an infinite tomorrow
Only a shadow of the gentleness remains. Each day passes with no returning. I want to cherish our moment. I want to walk together, always and forever.
Continuing during the day, shining everywhere. Then changing, like tears, Coloring the snow and dying the evening sun, Tracks of two people, continuing . . . -