If someone were to live with a sad heart
It would become a droplet and overflow, shaking the leaves
If someone were to swallow their painful words without speaking them anywhere
It would become a faint mist and float there
If it continued at the very brink where the heart wouldn’t disappear
You might understand the feeling of wanting to believe just a little more
The night bus, overflowing with people who are bone dry
Passes through the dimly lit streets and runs
Round and round
Heart and words
Both pain and kindness are all mixed up!
You can use lies
You can speak the truth
You can think about it later
If someone could distract their empty nights with a boring movie
It would at least become a funny story
I wonder if the feeling of wanting to go somewhere will someday clear up
I narrow my eyes at the eastern sky
Round and round
Heart and words
Both sadness and frustration are all mixed up!
Use your legs
Turn your head
What should we do afterwards?
If someone were to live with a sad heart
It waits for the day when it will finally burst out
“Shut up, idiot!”
Round and round
Heart and words
Both contempt and life are all mixed up!
Use your legs
Turn your head
Don’t just take shortcuts
Round and round
Heart and words
Both loneliness and love are all mixed up!
You can use lies
You can speak the truth
You can think about it later