it is even a mist that appears
for a little time
in my head

and then vanishes

I wonder why I'm so pitiful...



I think everything is here
and all of mine are yours

you see...?



lay aside all filthiness
please stir up your purity

stay there in fear...



for very reason in which we cast,
a stranger suffers always



do you want to know?
this miserable,
and very very cruel end...

do you believe in love?

The autumnal sky seems to be high
and I feel dizzy...



I will never regret
though my heart is crying



can you see my fear there?

Perhaps, you don't wanna try to...
and you want to

forget them all



strangers passes my road
they pick flowers and step it at times,

"live as like the wanderer"

but...
I won't say goodbye



"rise up on tomorrow"
What do you want to do?



I don't say good bye

never wanna hear your
words of love



It is even a mist that appears
for all day long
in my mind

and that might not vanish...