The sky unfolded before me is like a picture.
The sun shines warmly but also ominously.
Below my eyes, the black shadows move around.
White shirts dazzle my eyes.

Hate, heaped up inside my heart without notice.
The shock provokes ourselves.
As blood flow out, we absorb in running up stairs.
Countless shadows, burned on my brain, put their hands on the door.

The sky unfolded before me is like a picture.
The sun shines warmly but also ominously.
Below my eyes, the black shadows move around.
White shirts dazzle my eyes.

目の前に広がる絵に描いたような空
太陽は暖かくも不気味に輝く
眼下には黒い影が蠢く
白いシャツが目に眩しい

知らぬ間に積もった内なる憎しみ
衝撃が僕等の体を突き動かす
沸き立つ血が夢中で階段を駆け上る
脳裏に焼き付く無数の影がドアに手をかけた

目の前に広がる絵に描いたような空
太陽は暖かくも不気味に輝く
眼下には黒い影が蠢く
白いシャツが目に眩しい