Let's swallow it up silently
Only
Swallowing it up silently.

Noisy steps
The memories of those piled up
Heard from beyond the sky.

I cannnot become your look
I have so much sadness without any breaks
So I cannot become your look
As closing my eyes to the world 
I cannot exhale the tenderness of the memory 
I cannot dye myself into one silence
I cannot feel pains enoght to be deprived of my words.

Peace always dropped from the hands inscribed on stones and was
 forced to leave
Without any tales and without any words.

Upon the people under it
Only a squall was running through.

The figure
Standing on silently
At a street corner wet after it.

Taking on 
Me for you and you for me taking on with the look
Inheriting inheriting children's laughters
Linking to one after another and linking 
To quiteness.

Returning  
To quietness
Returning

Oh, 
It's evening again
The colour of the sky is getting dark with the look.

So

I come here and
Only and only
Swallowing
It

Silently.