Time to flow into this room called me
I rode on the clouds which flow into the sky
Drifted down here
And I play the piano of the wind
What I loved is still sleeping here
However, they don't look at me any longer
Deep twilight falls down to this room
And, where should I return?
The answer found after self-question answering itself
It was always selected...
To the world different from the peacefulness which I desire
The voice of my God draws back me
When the last tear falls to my disappearing fingertip
I will disappear from this world truly
The small moment till then
I will hug all
In this world where I lived in the far past...