<<[This life which exists for your sake] This dark-natured me who has withdrawn from society, has only being taciturn as my strength. I'm not concerned, because I don't really feel lonely. Having vulgar taste in observing the opposite sex, this pleasantness is uncontrollable. I can't understand these strange abusive insults, Today as well, I shall live enthusiastically. I have grown tired of playing with infancy, farewell, my artificial child bride. If in any case, you were real weren't you? Peeping into the window lens, I wonder how long I stood there. There I saw, the ideal you. But the realization that you were the fated person came too late. Why? I don't even know you, yet my chest is hurting like this. Although I can't understand, this is lovely. This mind which looks at you, is in pain. I don't even know your name, you who are within the lens, my voice is unable reach you. Face this way I'll be hiding so it's okay, it's saddening living in this kind of place.... If there comes a day when you become aware of me, you would definitely be frightened right? You would probably escape right? and lose your sanity in this insecurity. Why? I don't even know you, yet my chest is hurting like this. Although I can't understand, this is lovely. This mind which looks at you, is in pain. These reaching thoughts which I'm walking alone on, even though I understand them, I cannot stop this love. The day when you become aware of me does not come. I understand. I have given up. Early one clear morning, just like always, projected in the lens is the one whom I have no name for, you. I don't even call out I don't even reach out to touch you. Even so, it was to be like this, wasn't it? [Everything was a delusion...(dead laughter)] [In the fragrance of the wind of Spring in April, the song of pure love is being sung.] --------------notes------------- .glossary. `tacturn; habitually untalkative, inclined to silence, reserved in speech