I wish someone would sprinkle sea
Upon my head.
I want to bathe with the fish and sun
That are sinking down upon me.

A brilliant unknown:
Magic that disappears each time we trip.
The sky cracked,
As if seen through a through a specimen plate.

We reach the top of an abandoned building.
Surrounded by the whispers
Of dandelion fluff,
We’re a song.

The ash-colored ground
Is decorated with light.
Wrapped in the roaring sound,
We’re a bouquet.

With these plucked wings…

Words,
Are blown backward, no breath to contend,
Elegantly fading away.

While amid the sea birds
And the pull of the tide
A devious star flashes.
Leading us on, then casting us away,
As we paddle our boat.

Upon the midnight sea
It’s the reverberations of the sea breeze
And this blazing world
That we bury our cheeks in.

Dead center,
In a whirlpool of creaking voices,
We join hands and navigate through needle-like rain.

As this grand view darkens,
We play with the haze of heat
That’s falling head first into the ground,
And dance with time.

We reach the top of an abandoned building.
Surrounded by the whispers
Of dandelion fluff,
We’re a song.

The ash-colored ground
Is decorated with light.
Wrapped in the roaring sound,
We’re a bouquet.

I wish someone would sprinkle sea,
Upon our ceiling…

誰か海を撒いてはくれないか
ぼくの頭上に
沈んでゆく魚と太陽を
浴びたいのだ

あざやかな未知
躓いて消える魔法
プレパラート越しに見える
ひび割れた空

廃墟の屋上に
辿り着く綿毛の
囁きをかこむ
ぼくらはうた

灰色の地上に
飾られたひかりの
轟きを纏う
ぼくらは花束

毟られた翼を

ことば
ふきかえす息もなく
艶やかに散る

海鳥
満ち引きの真ん中に
嘘つきの星
またたき
導いては突き放し
船を漕ぐ

真夜中の海
残響の潮風と
燃えさかる世界に
頬をうずめ

ひしめく声たちの
うずまきのただなか
手をつなぎ針の雨をくぐるの

暮れてく絶景に
おちてく逆さまの
陽炎とあそび
時間と踊るの

廃墟の屋上に
辿り着く綿毛の
囁きをかこむ
ぼくらはうた

灰色の地上に
飾られたひかりの
轟きを纏う
ぼくらは花束

誰か海を撒いてはくれないか
ぼくらの天井に