But even when the moon looks like it’s waning…it’s actually never changing shape. Don’t ever forget that.
AI YAZAWABut even when the moon looks like it’s waning…it’s actually never changing shape. Don’t ever forget that.
AI YAZAWAI think just being together and talking would be nice. But when we grow old, when greed and vanity will be completely gone, when I will be tired of singing can I return to that place too?
AI YAZAWAPeople are only what they think of themselves.
AI YAZAWAMaybe I’m just farsighted. The further away something is, the better I can see it but once it gets close, I lose sight of it.
AI YAZAWAWe didn’t say good bye. But we knew it would be the end if we were apart.
AI YAZAWAAs expected life isn’t that sweet at all. When I came to Tokyo I thought I could achieve anything with my own two hands. It’s not like that.
AI YAZAWAI feel the same way about all my friends. To me, the exact relationship between me and someone else doesn’t matter much. But people want to label everything… So I guess I seem indifferent in that way.
AI YAZAWANana acts like a stray cat, wild, free, and proud…. …But inside her heart, she houses a wound. Dense as I am, i thought that.
AI YAZAWASay, Nana… You look like stray cat, wild and proud. But I can see the wound in your heart. At the time I just thought it was cool. I never realized how hurt you were.
AI YAZAWARight now I am full of greed and vanity, so I cannot live with you like before. But may be we can meet like this.
AI YAZAWAThe things that stress me out haven’t changed. But I don’t wanna lose anything. So I thought that at least I would change. I’m lucky…that I’m afraid of losing something.
AI YAZAWAI’ll make you so in love with me, that everytime our lips touch, you’ll die a little death.
AI YAZAWAForgetting about our mistakes and our wounds isn’t enough to make them disappear.
AI YAZAWAPlease leave me something…even one memory would be enough.
AI YAZAWAThe longer we live the more weight we carry in our hearts.
AI YAZAWAThat moment I felt a bit like crying. I don’t really know why. Nana’s hand felt so warm that it even warmed my heart.
AI YAZAWA