wind radio song
Wind radio song
鋼の空で
呼び交わす風に
耳を澄ます
貝殻と僧侶は
騒ぎ立つ並木の
枝葉のアンテナに
死者の声を
聞き分けられるか
泥にまみれた顔が
おぼろに目を開く
包帯の下の爛れた傷にも
花は咲くのか
In the steel blue sky, the whirling lines of the wind are calling each other.
A shell and a monk are listening to the sound of roadside trees trembling in the wind.
Can they catch the voices of dead with the antennas of branches?
A muddy face opens its eyes vaguely.
Do flowers bloom even on the festered wounds wrapped in bandages?
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