Exodus Poem
Kuuki no oto
Mizu no oto
Suna no oto
Watashi no ue o nagarete iku ryuushi no oto
Watashi no naka ni nagarete iru chi no oto
Chiisana mono ga dondon tsunagatte ku
Ookiku naru. Ookina mono ga sarasara kuzurete iku
Chiisaku naru. Kieru. Arawareru. Kieru.
Dare mo inai. Kokoro no naka ni wa dare mo inai.
Shizuka de hiroi.
Ippon no ookina ki ga tatteru.
Shizuka de hiroi sora to zougen no aida ni tatteru.
Jibun wo yoku miseyou to suru no wa doushite. Mainichi ganbatte
Minna ni sukareyou to suru no wa doushite. Tsukareta toki
Hitori ni naritaku naru no wa doushite. Dareka ni amaetai.
Nani ka yawarakai mono ni furetai.
Himitsu wo dare ka ni buchiaketai
Hontou no jibun wo mite moraitai.
Soretomo miraretakunai.
Misetai noni mirareru no ga kowai.
Dakara samishii. Hontou no jibun wa
Jibun dake ga wakatte ireba ii.
Sou omou.
Kuuki no oto
Mizu no oto
Suna no oto
Watashi no ue o nagarete iku ryuushi no oto
Watashi no naka ni nagarete iru chi no oto
Chiisana mono ga dondon tsunagatte ku
Ookiku naru. Ookina mono ga sarasara kuzurete iku
Chiisaku naru. Kieru. Arawareru. Kieru.
Dare mo inai. Kokoro no naka ni wa dare mo inai.
Shizuka de hiroi.
Ippon no ookina ki ga tatteru.
Shizuka de hiroi sora to zougen no aida ni tatteru.
Jibun wo yoku miseyou to suru no wa doushite. Mainichi ganbatte
Minna ni sukareyou to suru no wa doushite. Tsukareta toki
Hitori ni naritaku naru no wa doushite. Dareka ni amaetai.
Nani ka yawarakai mono ni furetai.
Himitsu wo dare ka ni buchiaketai
Hontou no jibun wo mite moraitai.
Soretomo miraretakunai.
Misetai noni mirareru no ga kowai.
Dakara samishii. Hontou no jibun wa
Jibun dake ga wakatte ireba ii.
Sou omou.
The sound of air
The sound of water
The sound of sand
The sound of particles flowing above me
The sound of blood running through me
Little things gradually begin to connect
Large things, growing ever larger, begin to crumble
Becomes smaller. Disappears. Appears. Disappears.
No one is present; no one is present inside my heart
Quiet and vast
There stands a giant tree
Quiet and vast, between the sky and grassy plain it stands
Why is it that we try and show ourselves in a positive light?
Why is that we try so hard everyday to have others like us?
Why is that, when people finally like us, we want to be alone?
I want to be spoiled by someone
I want to be drawn to something soft
I want to reveal a secret to someone
I want people to see my true self
Or do I not want them to see?
I want people to see, but I am afraid of being seen
Which is why I am sad.
That is what I think.
::CrOmIX aK:: Utada es amor XD¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
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