A U there?

When listening to the sound which walks the days that are likely to collapse even now
I hear the sound of the first snow
is it only me…

I started writing the theoretical everyday
Then, the art element is gone.
Although my feelings will be easier
Tears are coming out
Because it is different from what I want to tell
I could not convey it well ...

But the day someone can understand is
It is already the way you passed.


今にも崩れ去りそうな日々を歩く音を聴く時
初雪の音がするんだ
私だけかな…

毎日を理論的に書くようになった
そしたら美術的要素がなくなって
気持ちは楽になるけれど
涙が出てくるんだ
伝えたい事と違うから
うまく伝えられなくて…

でも誰かが理解できる日っていうのは
もう既にあなたが通った道なんでしょ？

If you forget about the day when you saw snow for the first time, we have to shoot again. Let's buy a camera

If you forget about the day when you first touched the rain, we have to take another shot. Let's buy a camera