The morning Yamate street pierces my cheeks I discard an empty cigarette box Today, once again, there's no place to stand My small room indulges in loneliness "Don't love the unsettling scream Don't look at the future Just stack up the certainty of the present Call my name properly Touch my body, acknowledge only what's necessary" I love you, crying alone Playing with the night path is futile The fluorescent light at the ticket gate Does not even cast your shadow Even the distant days of twisted impermanence Taste like Seven Stars Evoking the seasons as if savoring Even what I desired Transcending contradictions Would have worn away Even the voice of the one I love the most German cars and police cars break the silence Sirens, loud noises, reality, a certain floatation "Don't love the unsettling scream Don't look at the future Just stack up the certainty of the present Call my name properly Touch my body, acknowledge only what's necessary" "Don't love the unsettling scream Just stack up the certainty of the present Call my name properly Touch my body, acknowledge only what's necessary" The morning Yamate street pierces my cheeks I discard an empty cigarette box Today, once again, there's no place to stand My small room indulges in loneliness Tantaran, tantaran Stantaran