Into this chessboard-like world, we were born without any rules
A checkerboard pattern of happiness and sorrow, somewhere in there, we breathe
On this board without a king, what roles have we been given?
Places we can go, places we can’t go, places we should aim for, we breathe without knowing
Someone unexpectedly comes close, when the wind blows, we drift apart
Memories increase with each repeated emergency landing
Looking back, a gently swaying cat toy, sprouted regardless of black or white
Tickling hearts with the blade’s edge, growing without withering
In this chessboard-like world, we somehow began to stand on solid ground
Deciding on the places to go, places not to go, places to return to, we walk and decide on our own
Leaving it to the wind like cotton seeds, though I envy the time when we could fly
In the sky, a small square easily overlooked, that’s where I met you
The game continues
What awaits us on this field next?
Taking one step at a time, sowing seeds carefully…
With big strides, like a leaping knight or queen
Every day can’t be like that
That’s why we stumbled, turned back without progressing
Even on those days, from your footsteps and sprouts
All the repetitions, doubts, regrets, departures
Beautiful green, I can see it here
The proof of your existence will surely grow with time
Beautiful green, even useless memories
A past you want to erase, someday, they will surely take on color
And in this chessboard-like world, someday
Even if I lose sight of you
Will we meet again on this endless board?
Until the day the answer awaits, we just breathe without knowing