Lick the blood on your fingers.
Spring is empty.
Cultivate desire and preach death.
The wind is too strong.
The dust is so fierce
Never want to be buried again.
How many heads have broken out of the ground?
Spring, cruel spring
Every hand, every god
All dripping with blood.
Tore the chest of the earth.
sun
Where's your stupid son?
Where did he go?
The sky is so vast.
Burn to death on the sad surface
sea
The sun is shining.
A sad surface
Son of autumn
Where did he go?
Chiyo's only son
Where have you been?
The daughter's heart is full of hatred and coldness.
Miss you, love you, but I can't see you.
She doesn't have you, just like the sky has no edge.
The sky is empty and full of life.
There's nothing we can do.
We can't live in the center of sadness.
The light in the sky
You light us up.
Cultivate our warm life
But we don't live for you.
We only live for ourselves.
Only a short spring morning.
May you forgive me.
May you live in peace and happiness in this primitive center.
You sit in the middle of the sun, sharpen your axe and make it shine.
May you forgive me on a quiet morning.
Put me in the bright center
Can I go with you on this quiet morning?
Forget all the poems.
I will live in peace in the center, just like you.
Grind his axe brighter and brighter, eat, work and dance.
Immerse yourself in the sunshine.
On the way the sheep passed, the souls of the sheep flocked by.
On the way the leopard walked, the soul of the leopard swarmed by.
Where is our human passage?
An axe with a sharp feeling
Like the light on my chest
The more polished, the brighter.
The fluctuation of the sun
A dull pain
I walked into the sun.
Rough and bright
The night before.
Humans carry wives.
Run wildly and scatter
Spring is here.
This is the last spring.
Where did they go?
The sky is vast.
at twilight
Human division
My heart is a mess.
I face spring.
I am her blood and darkness.
My heart is turbid and quiet.
I'm rough and bright here
earth
You once buried me.
Today brought me back to life.
With spring.
Silence is in my heart
The fire of the sky is inside me.
Blow into the wilderness
The wilderness illuminates itself.
At the last minute, at the bottom of the sea
Where did they go before the last dawn?