声 [Koe] [English translation]

Cherry Blossom under a cloudy sky

How can I find my lost soul?

Running around this way and that

Calling out in the crowd?

"God is dead"

Obviously I am not

"Blossom is over"

But my toiling days are not

Striking the bell with the hammer, again and again

Hammer apart the rain clouds,

Hammer myself into pieces

Rising from deep inside the throat

My voice sounds like a wind

The wind will crash away my April

Let it crash as it crashes

Let me drift as I drift

Drift off into a slumber

Until slapped on the cheeks by a ghost,

jump up

Let it open the windows wide

Open wide the soul

Open wide the past

Open wide the future

a voice that would thunder and break the horizon

a scorching voice

a tearing voice

a sanguineous voice

voice,

voice