Why do you come across me?
We know nothing
When do you come across me?
We do not know it all the time
Did you live where you were?
Story of two far-off empty bottoms
As for the vertical thread, a thread of you side is me
Who is the cloth to weave sometime?
I may warm it
Why do you live?
Hangnail of the trace of the at a loss day
A dream follow-up race
Hangnail of the trace of the day when I fell down
Such a thread becomes what
In the wind that it was unreliable and shook with
As for the vertical thread, a thread of you side is me
Is the cloth to weave somebody sometime?
I may protect the wound
As for the vertical thread, a thread of you side is me
Being able to meet to the thread which should encounter
The person calls it happiness