SID - 2月

Nigatsu (February)

The smoke that came in, piled up with the breath of winter
resounding by the heel, the night that kicks, there’s just a bit more to you

The right hand that connects with the days that (we) couldn’t meet
Let’s close tonight, like making it unable to resound

seemingly about to get sucked into those eyes, the throbbing chest that inhaled deeply

If today ends, these impatient, persistant insecurity (too)

to the extent of even forgetting those times, 
you wrapped things up

I always couldn’t say those strong things, those that you can’t hear
so, let’s hold hands, and go and search for those always

surpassing the miracle of meeting, swearing by the miracle of birth

getting close to the corner of your history, I’m facing forward
without hiding my throbbing chest, today, the night starts with the two of us 

the night where we become one

(Source: pokkori-a9.livejournal.com)