1. BRAVEHEART

Will she somewhat give me a word
When I start on a departure to that place ?

I ignored the revolution put up for the crowd, too.

Time calls my name.
But, I did the behavior not to notice it.
The word which has never been heard.

Time calls my name.
No one knows certainly.
That is the mirror held obliquely on purpose .

Though the word which couldn't be said at that time is swallowed in the sun,
Too.
I can't cry.

An angel's image is deeply carved.
Oneself whom it didn't have was finished

That song could be seen far away far.
The black cloud is always our thing face.


2. FOUNTAIN IN THE LABYRINTH

(Instrumental)


3. SWALLOW'S DANCE

It seems to be boring, and I sing the song of the glory
Heard in something.
The sound of the evening.

That is especially cruel today.
A weak bird seems to be a myth.
No, there is no answer yet.

Though I slept for a short time,
A body is rather heavy.
I should sing the song which wasn't known.

The other side which a rainbow stretches
What I think of across while it is uneasy.
I tend to be sick.
Though I have a wing.
The sky which I want to fly to is a little far.

A worthless word.
You have hero handling given with a stolen word.
"I can sympathize."
On earth, in what ?

It comes the memory which has the eye
Whose unlimited sheep which removed a shadow is blue to take it and to meet me.

Because a throat aches.
What are you hoping for, or what do I want ?
Still it doesn't answer on me.
However, as for me.


4. EMPTY COLORS

The same word is repeated,
And they surely come.
I am brimful of anger again under the bend sky.
Still I can't sleep.

I walk though I am with my eyes shut to all.
All the sky mixes in this point.
Besides, no one is here.
But, if it proceeds just like this.
Or...

In the cold room of "the image".
As doing not let this letter go yet.
The inside of the grave air.
I rewrote the letter
Which many foretellers wrote.

A fortunate crow draws a precise arc.

"Light".
However, that is the colossus
Which tells an end at the same time.
Was I hoping for this ?
I feel like having known far since the old days.

The bird, too, which writes the verse of hope.
He had a sad face at night.
Even if I tries to ask about the reason.
As much as he sheds tears.

If it thinks that it will be before long,
Entirely stopped with the semicircle.


5. PERSON PORTRAITS

(Instrumental)


6. MONTH

In this bewitching room with whose sunniness is bad,
I listen and wait for the meaningless melody.

There is a feeling of wrongness after all,
It is sometimes pleasant.

No word is to the ears,
In the eyes, the light of colors of thousands.

[Chorus]
Can't I and you become the same ?
I may not be able to be you.

"The lonely sky".
As for being, only, only that.
Even if I tries to look up at
The sky with the melody which was hurted.
As for alighting,
Only "that view".

[Chorus]

The songstress made with the nail is crying.
Still I look back faintly.
Then, I felt anger about the flap
Which it seemed only to be meaning-less.


7. THE ARRIVAL

Unlimited star dust.
I am forgotten soon though
It isn't good at the exaggerated expression.

You are clinging to the destiny
Even though the back sound of the ear hasn't disappeared yet.

The sound of the wind which never goes down.
As for being standing up calmly of that,
The key of a chain to waver.

As for me, ignored a dull song alone.
It was made in the cause of the destiny as well.
I am not accustomed to being overwhelmed.

I whispered to the thin heart
That wastepaper was put on the fire and which was believed.
As for my shedding tears.
Because that smile seems already to disappear soon.

"I am reborn."
It thinks so how many times, or I don't become known.
Even if time passes, and what will be made in you.

So, I took a moment, and completed the blue world.
On the other hand, a rambling prank begins outside the window.

I ignored the song of 9000 alone.
It was made in the cause of the destiny as well.
I fell into the inhaled sleep.

"I am reborn."