Until yesterday, what was my home
Has become a mountain of rubble
The sky is cold and clear
Like a loose thread
What is important
And trivial correctness
The voices I heard until yesterday
Have dried up and disappeared
Outside, everyone holds their breath
And no one is left
What is important
And the silly tales
Nobody knows
The black cat watches and laughs
So, I don’t really care anymore
There’s nothing kind about it
What is important gets dirty and tainted
From the beginning,
There was nothing here
It’s all shattered
Crying while laughing
There’s nothing kind about it
What is important
And the silly tales
What was a dream until yesterday
Has turned into shattered foam
What is important
And the noisy mornings
Disappear as if it were natural
That time just passes by
So, I don’t really care anymore
There’s nothing kind about it
I knew what was important was myself
Even if I’m the worst person
Without words or form
Crumpled up
Just laughing and falling apart
The outside of the window is turning white
Yes, I am
There’s nothing kind about it