anNina Song: Taishou a
I pile soil onto your corpse
Even if that was forbidden
In the bliss of your innocent gaze
There was an incompletely hidden temptation
Why do sins exist?
Why do punishments exist?
The tip of the bone was very white
And invited the infinitely continuing darkness
Just about everything might seem vivid
And disappear soon
I lock up your memories
Even if they were to be damaged
At the depths of a crazed love
There was an incompletely repressed impulse
While I gathered up the pieces
I was waiting for the end of the dream
Because those who have sins are giving up
Because those who have punishments yearn too much
Just about everything might be abandoned
And spin, keep on spinning
Will I be able to laugh when morning comes?
Will I be able to laugh like I did on that day?
I wish, I keep on wishing
That there isn’t a thing that I’ve lost
 California_burrito · Mon Oct 01, 2007 @ 05:33am · 0 Comments |
