/ani/ - Yamiota

Thousands of nights, tens of thousands of stars –
Crying, flowing, I embrace them,
Yearning for you, my beloved, so intensely
That my tears run dry.

Like a cradle, it sways –
This era, a fleeting boat of transience.
Even the fingertips that once intertwined
Dissolve into the wind’s mischief.

A single hollow heart
Travels the Milky Way,
Believing it will someday arrive,
Praying for this path marked by aching longing.

At the edge of distant memories – this lantern,
The promised moon-viewing cherry blossoms – I feel them.

Thousands of loves, tens of thousands of wounds –
Strong, deep, limitless.
The future I paint: eternal people,
So much that I forget the present.

Thousands of nights, tens of thousands of stars –
Crying, flowing, I embrace them,
Yearning for you, my beloved, so intensely
That my tears run dry.

The cradle still sways –
This era craves conflict.

Even a momentary, fragmented warmth
Is stolen and stealing lightning.

A single quiet heart
Wipes away its shackles,
With this utterly exhausted body,
Still searching for where you are.

Bathing in faint light – simply glittering,
I gaze up at the moon-viewing cherry blossoms blooming heedlessly.

Thousands of dreams, tens of thousands of sins –
People seek people endlessly.
Even a single droplet of hope
Leaves me speechless.

Thousands of nights, tens of thousands of stars –
Crying, flowing, I embrace them,
Yearning for you, my beloved, so intensely
That my tears run dry.

Thousands of dreams, tens of thousands of sins –
People seek people endlessly.
Even a single droplet of hope
Leaves me speechless.

Thousands of nights, tens of thousands of stars –
Crying, flowing, I embrace them,
Yearning for you, my beloved, so intensely
That my tears run dry.