You say, “Let’s meet again someday”
Bathed in the morning glow Slowly melting away in the bright white
The eye of the water The eye of the tide Meeting and mixing together
The picture of the night Morning rapids I’m awakening
Swimming in the sky, you say:
“How is it down there on the ground?”
I pretend not to hear you, and the meadow begins to bud
Someone somewhere else might have waited a hundred years
But I can’t find even a moment for dreaming
So until the dawn itself becomes dust
I’ll speak of my love to the sky
My cry pierced the heavens “Tell me my name.”
Unsparing fickleness The sweltering summer
Things just can’t go on like this
The wind howls terribly
Amid the sound of tears falling, I draw up the blue in my arms
A dream that tells of the end of daybreak
It’s opening up
Until daylight and twilight came to overlap, there I went on lamenting
Losing myself in the blue
You laughed, but that sad memento is beyond that blue
Even so, I cried out, piercing the sky too high to see “Tell me my name.”
