Gazette. Bathroom [English]. Zeneszám

Why can't I sleep? I was fascinated by the silence.

It is empty to talk to myself in a damp room again.

Why can't I sleep? Because I saw you.

You look down at the wet floor. Leaning the head while sleeping.



I just didn't have any feelings for the uninteresting reality.

I adoringly looked at you without saying a word and even forgetting to blink.



I want to fall asleep, just feeling the fear of awaking.

I want to forget everything. It is selfish nonsense.

I call your name. I go mad with the silence.

I shouted while holding your thin shoulder, it was too frail with warmth.



I was fascinated by the uninteresting reality.

I fount out that it even was meaningless that I had been borne not to cry.



The voice at my back kept on.

The reason was not important.

Only you look so sad in front of me.

I hate myself so much because I couldn't do anything for you.



I tell to you, who gave me my name. Can you be beside me as it is.

Yeh, for me you are the first and last "mother".



I softly lined you with deep red color on the white wall.

I came close, the still warm cheek. I just smiled calmly.

A big teardrop was filled with you. And I felt we could become one.

The time when the eyelids close and the warmth is gone, I am beside you.