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Aferni

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    Why are you,

    Why are you,

    Slicing your wrists believing you want to die?

    It’ll leave scars

    And if tomorrow will show up, tears will come too…

     

    Why am I,

    Why am I,

    Thinking about living?

    Let’s join hands and dive,

    Into countless vortexes 

     

    A spoonful of happiness…

    Just like a drug, turns even dying into a decision of regret

     

    A dying man needs to die.

    “Are you not alive because you’re desperate to find 'what' which seems to be bursting apart?”

     

    Why are you, 

    Why are you,

    Diving in alone,

    Thinking your existence is a nuisance,

    And that you’re loved by no one

     

    Why am I,

    Why am I,

    Taken prisoner by living?

    Inside countless vortexes

    I sing to these countless scars

     

    It must be difficult for you to fly with just one wing, so I’ll give you a shove…

     

    We take knives into our right hands, thinking that it's strange

    That there are people alive all over the world

     

    A dying man needs to die.

    I am your missing wing

    Are you not alive so you can someday find “something”?

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    I surrender myself to this shapeless melody

    Gloom…and strangely shining transience—

     

    Again I take them into my hand and draw, a simple sundown

    With a spoon, I mix into it, a prayer

     

    Hey, you can hear it

    The shadow turning lighter,

    The arpeggio inside threatening sheets opening up

     

    I wonder if you’ll secretly weep and what you’ll draw,

    inside this shadow that is carrying my song again

    It will  get painful for me and I’ll scream

    inside your shadow that is carrying over my song again

     

    "It seems these separate volumes have become one volume"

    You’re already like me, you, the one who blurted that out

     

    You cried at the concealing walls like a child,

    as you fell asleep seeped in my voice

    I hate the times when I can’t see a thing

    in the shadow of the present that is carrying another future

    I wonder if you’ll secretly cry and what you’ll draw

    inside this shadow that is carrying my song again

    It’ll get painful for me and I’ll scream

    inside your shadow that is carrying over my song again

     

     

    　

     

    　

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