Desertion

A wintry sky and the broken streetlight cold wind.

Unknown shadow the footprint of desertion.

Freedom was taken.

An understanding is impossible Why...

If it wakes up a gloomy ceiling.

A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum it is soiled.

And violence rapes me.

An understanding is impossible Why

was I chosen? Someone should answer…

どうか酷い夢だと答えて欲しい

どれだけ叫び　悶え　苦しめばいい

どうか酷い夢だと教えて欲しい

千切れそうな声で何度も叫んだ

There is no head of preparing of the disordered hair.

A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a

faint temperature is mixed in the midwinter.

声を殺して枯れそうな自分に言い聞かせていた

生きる事を見失わぬよう

声を殺して震えた夜は痛みに濡れていく

途切れそうな息を許して…

最後にもう一度だけ笑ってみたい

おわり