(2013)
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
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
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
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
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
