you asked me once,
“is it u there???”
I’m here
And I’m always here
always watching you in the time that you don’t know
I’m always here
always pray for you in every prayer of mine
this flower I hold
blooms beautifully in my rough palm
softening me with its scent
touching me sweetly with its petal
but sometimes it hurts me with its thorns
ah, why must I care with this pain?
I’m used to be hurt
my days were very afflictive
the days when I looked toward the black sky, scorched by flaming rage
and burned my eyes
I need vaccine
I need vaccine
Until that flower born next to me
a drop from the drizzle touched the flower
showing me the flower I always searching for
as an answer to my prayer
rejuvenation
is the only word to express this feeling
it revives my vigor back
the flower casted its pollen to my burnt eyes
so I woke up from the blindness
and saw a vivid reflection from the flower
and I realized my days would be happier with it
I’m ready for the fascinating stories of us
but, when I can use my eyes back
another shadow haunts me
I see the shadow in a daybreak, so I can see it clearly
I stare at it, I’m afraid, I want to escape
but I can’t move even a budge
My legs are trembling as they hit the ground
and shattered into pieces
so maybe sooner or later
the big and black shadow, will take the flower away from me
so far away
I don’t know what to do
I stand still, holding the flower
while I’m always staring at it unblinklingly
don’t want to let it go
don’t want to let it disappear
there are a lot of flowers in the garden
but there is no one who amuse and impress me like this flower
This Flower I hold sincerely
“mune ni itsu no hi ni mo kagayaku
anata ga iru kara
namida karehatete mo taisetsu na
anata ga iru kara“