(Male) At the age of twenty, I climbed out of the swamp of youth.
Like a wounded harp.
Silence in the theme of vagrancy
You're here.
(Female) I walk towards you.
Eyes as bright as campanula.
(Female) You said you liked my eyes.
(Male) Wipe my naked loneliness.
(Female) Lonely! Why are you always lonely? !
Really?
(Female) Really?
(Male) First time
(Female) First time?
Sun, warm hands
(female) warmth
(Male) Gently
(Female) Gently
(Man) touched me.
Did (female) touch you?
So the past is no longer frozen.
Frozen resentment.
(Male) I picked up my song.
(Woman) Pick up your song.
(Male) Holding a string of disappointed notes.
(Female) Pick up a string of notes that have been disappointed (Male) and walk into a spring evening.
(Female) A dusk, a dusk without wrinkles.
(Male) There are also stations that no longer stand at dusk.
(Female) Never stand up again, never stand up again.
There are no stars and the moon on that night in April.
There are no stars and no moon. That night was normal.
I traded my experience in the swamp for your past story.
(Female) No one can forget how muddy the swamp is and how sad the story is.
(Male) At this time, you are wet in my retina.
(female) I turned over a book of poems in my lap. It's Whitman's poems.
I see, you are a pure white bird.
(female) I was thinking, what are you thinking?
(male) I know that the beautiful cage has imprisoned you and nurtured your continuous loneliness and beautiful silence.
(Female) Yes.
Imprisoned me and raised me.
I know, you didn't expect to suddenly appear in one place.
The first flight started in the morning and it happened to rain.
(Female) Yes.
The first time I flew, I met rain (male). I know the rain has wet my feathers.
Heavy wings can also make your heart sad.
(Female) Yes.
The rain broke my heart.
(Male) Didn't find it?
Are you looking at me?
My hot and humid pulse.
An unspeakable impulse is rising.
(female) I really want to lift my eyes and look at you.
(Male) But you didn't look up.
(female) didn't look up.
I'm still looking through Whitman's poems.
Yes, I know.
I am not a rock or a dam.
(Female) Not a rock, not a dam.
(Male) is not a solid tree to rely on.
(Female) is not a solid tree either.
But, if you like,
You said if I wanted to
I will.
I will bravely shoulder my broad shoulders and
A pure heart cultivated on the plateau.
Hold up a sky that will never be wronged for you.
(female) You say, if I want to.
Yes, if you like.
If you/I want to