Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…