The young beast who bears these wounds
Is enclosed and locked up in a cage.
It only dreams of running off
Into the wasteland known as freedom.
That is my current appearance.
Inside everyone’s heart, there is a black darkness.
I just hold down the overflowing terror.
What is mistaken, and what is right?
The world is still too large for me to choose with these hands.
I thought that you, at least, would understand.
The moon makes these droplets fall.
Tonight, that is the rain’s replacement.
Although I was only living a little,
The shadow of this looming solitude
Is lengthily and deeply concealing me.
Why did I meet you and touch your cheek?
Even if I become alone again, I will still love you.
Where did this begin? When will it end?
Going astray and coming to an end is all I am afraid of,
Yet I feared kindness more than this.
Why are people born, and why do they keep dying?
Like an infant, I will continue to search for the answer.
Ah, meeting you and saying farewell to that height;
Is it foolish to believe that we can meet again?
Inside everyone’s heart, there is a black darkness.
I just hold down the overflowing terror.
What is evil, and what is good?
The world is too cloudy for me to see that with my eyes.
That’s why I want to be with you.