1.Whenever my regrets flare up, my hands are always
2.In my jacket pocket
3.What were they, again? Unable to remember, I take out my memories
4.And stir them with a finger5.
6.Pretending I’m deft7.
8.Gone without a trace, what remains are the tangled things
9.That I can’t, that can’t be done
10.I mean, I told you, didn’t I?
11.That you can make a sad face, but it’s not my problem
12.And I won’t forgive you13.
14.I’ve messed up again15.
16.Facing a colorless morning and drawing a breath
17.I clasp my lean arms tightly in my pocket18.
19.The cuffs of my shirt have frayed, swaying in the wind
20.The children are in high spirits, disappearing off somewhere21.
22.Beckoned by the ringing in their ears
23.They’re probably off on their way to somewhere
24.All I could see were their backs25.
26.Did something good happen?
27.Hey, did something good happen?
28.Figured as much…29.
30.Our hometown’s been killed31.
32.“I want to be connected to you”, I say, facing each day with head hung
33.Clanging aloud, calling out, in my pocket
Translated by:
Toria
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