昔に書いた詩【帰り道】
少しひんやり 空気に乗せて 陽のあたる場所が やまぶき色に染まる 少しひんやり 空気に乗せて なんだか このまま眠りたい 嘘と本当の境はどこに その境あたりに 身を置いて 人は嘘をつくのだろう 少しひんやり 空気に乗せて もうすぐ冬が やって来る この やまぶき色は 眩しくて すぐに夕日にかわるだろう 何が本当か わからない時 それはきっと 嘘の中 そら カラスも鳴き出した 今日の反省 少しひんやり空気に 乗せて 夕日を浴びて 帰り道 “The Way Home” A little chill carried on the air The sunlit places turn golden yellow A little chill carried on the air Somehow, I want to fall asleep just as I am Where is the line between truth and lies? Perhaps people tell lies when they find themselves somewhere near that line A little chill carried on the air Winter will soon be here This golden yellow is so dazzling it will soon turn into the evening sun When I can no longer tell what is true, surely I am somewhere among lies Look, the crows have started calling, too Today’s regrets carried away on the slightly chilly air Bathed in the evening sun, I make my way home
