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Sunday, September 25, 2011

fanfare

It is the wisdom of hindsight even though you are sorrowful, so you should wave your hand to who you were yesterday
It is time to start out, so let’s pull up a heavy and sunken anchor 


Congratulations! Now the fanfare leaps to our hearts 
Finally, the gradation infinitely drifts confetti to our brains


People who do not brace up should leave because this is an aimless wandering trip 
Nobody knows the end of this voyage


Metaphorically speaking, I am a pantomime performer
I have the stomach for going up to the heaven after I grab an invisible something


Later, the balloon breaks and I wake up with alone and sorrow 
Even though it is such a day, I do not give it up, and I work hard


Even though wait for a while to me,
and ask me which way I want to go 
I reply, “There exists always the answer in the air” Before we know it, we are adult, and clean up my act accidentally, and then, let’s look for the lost treasure


It blows great guns on the field of sea that is blind today as well
Everybody has a hard time. You are not alone. Go for it!


There is glee; there is the destiny that someone cries
Even though it is me, I do not regret anything at all


Even though I claim “I am I, eh?”, I am unsure of who I am, and I chase my tail while turning around, and then I try to look for a question, I wonder if your eyes perhaps come into sight on I who have met you as a true mine


I drive in myself as if it is trapped like a rat
It is time to start out, so let’s pull up a heavy and sunken anchor
It is the wisdom of hindsight even though you are sorrowful, so you should wave your hand to who you were yesterday
It is time to start out, so let’s be under a big and full sail after we feel a right wind 


Even though wait for a while to me,
and ask me which way I want to go 
I reply, “There is always the answer in the air” Could be, in your eyes today as well, a renew I who do not know what would happen today turn around the trip
Before we know it, we are adult, and clean up my act accidentally, and then, let’s look for the lost treasure

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