“My days are numbered.”
You told me with shifty eyes.
Gradually but certainly, the time passes.
Even when I hold your hand which writes down empty days,
your dry coughing were not to halt.

Even if I can’t foresee tomorrow,
I will light it up, so please don’t go out.

A voice waiting for spring
echoes fluttering and dances in the air
just ephemerally like a white snow and like a flower.
When the warmth we made got cold
with the melting time,
spring breeze is carrying you off.

“It’s just a little farewell.”
you told me with a fake smile.
Your vanishing breaths are glowing light.
The power of your hand holding mine back
is becoming progressively weaker.
If only the time in this room stops forever.

I know that someday I will not be able to walk,
and even to speak, and I go out.

The only life of yours is going to reincarnate.
Every time we meet again,
we will fall in love in the same way.
“It’s so romantic.”
us laughing at each other are in a faded film,
where both of us are becoming invisible.

“When I wake up in the morning,
everything is in a dream and
if only you were smiling next to me.”
Such wishes are also leaving with melting snow and
it smells like it’s spring.
Now I know that you won’t be here in the blossom season.

A voice waiting for a spring
echoes fluttering and dances in the air
just ephemerally like a white snow and like a flower.
When the warmth we made got cold
with the melting time,
spring breeze is carrying you off.

僅かな命だと話す
あなたの目が揺らいだ
緩やかに確かに時が過ぎる
虚ろな日々を綴っている
冷え切ったその手を握っても
乾いた咳嗽が静まることはなかった

明日が見えなくたって
僕が照らすからまだ消えないでよ

春を待つ声がひらひら響いて
虚空を舞ってる
白雪のように　花のように　ただ儚く
溶けてゆく時の中
交わした温もりが冷めたら
そんなあなたを春風が攫ってく

少しの別れだと
作り笑うあなたが言った
今に途切れそうな息が白む
痩せ細る手の握り返す
力も脆弱になってく
この部屋だけは時が止まればいいのに

いつしか歩けなくなって
話せなくなって　消えてしまうのね

唯一つだけのその命は
きっと巡り巡ってく
その度出逢って同じように恋をしてゆく
「ロマンチックだね。」
って笑うのは褪せたフィルムの中
並ぶ二人が透明に変わってく

朝、目が覚めたら
全てが夢であってさ
隣であなたが笑っていたらな
そんな願いも雪解と去って
春の匂いがする
華やぐ季節にあなたはいないのね

春を待つ声がひらひら響いて
虚空を舞ってる
白雪のように　花のように　ただ儚く
溶けてゆく時の中
交わした温もりが冷めたら
そんなあなたを春風が攫ってく