Freezing sleep
Leaning our cheeks against the frozen concrete,we look at the dust drifting towards the setting sun beyond the sightlineWithout anything said, without making a move,we just fantasize about lame hyperbole all the time"There's already no hope for you" - your father says.I remember you laughing at those moments with narrowed eyes"If you wish for it, it'll be granted". Only the emptiness of those wordskeep lingering in my life since then
With our hearts beating, we continue sleeping.If you ever died, I could also die, right?Many months has passed since then,with a barely-hanging-on lifestyle"While living, we're dying" - I'm the same as the meaning of those wordsThinking only of evading this world, when that started to be a habitThe latest products of insurance companies,the TV, the radio, the web; I made a copy of their newest with my eyes"The savings increase during sleep" - Freezing sleep
The beautiful colors of day-to-day, still vivid and not disappearing,No matter how much I pray, they're things that won't be grantedI know that, but time stopped and suddenly it was too lateSo, let me forget everything and sleep alreadyThe breathing during sleep that continues only through life-sustaining systemIts thread can't be cut off with painful reluctance aloneIntolerable. Like a nightmare. I want to forget alreadyNo. I won't forget. I don't understand. Good night
It's been sixty years since then and I'm still sleepingMonths and days passed like a literal nightmareAll things that transmigrate, unpleasantly,had a cooled attitude but for me, they're still saviorsAll kind of landscapes change, even your hospital disappearedI'm somehow getting by with the lifestyle that was hard at the beginning,I'll restart a new life with cheerful feelings"I forgot all about you" - it's not like that at all
In many beautiful ways, souls dwellThe connection of that root lines up with "beautiful"Like nostalgia reviving in the evening,the many beautiful ways call out to your shadow1At the end of everyday life, which continues to be threatened by that ephemerality,what arrives at the end of the line is, as expected, the darkness of life and deathHumans are beings that can accept loss, but that doesn't apply to me, who ran away
The tree-lined path I walk, becomes a completely empty shellIs that a hallucination? I see a girl who looks just like youThe holiday's sunshine, that voice laughing livelyClose to faith, I see your shadowThat quiet girl ran up and threw her arms around meI bloomed inside those two wrinkled arms I caughtIsn't that smile like a painting of nostalgia?Our faces laughing to each other with narrowed eyes, is my hopeThat's precisely my hope. Even in dreams, that's my hope.This is precisely my hope. This is my lost hope.
The beautiful colors of day-to-day, still vivid and not disappearing,No matter how much I pray, they're things that won't be grantedI know that, but time stopped and suddenly it was too lateSo, let me forget everything and sleep alreadythe breathing during sleep that continues only through life-sustaining systemIts thread can't be cut off with painful reluctance aloneIntolerable. Like a nightmare. I want to forget alreadyNo. I can't forget. I don't understand. What should I do?
Leaning our cheeks against the frozen concrete,we look at the dust drifting towards the setting sun beyond the sightlineWithout anything said, without making a move,we just fantasize about lame hyperbole all the time