Misoka

Thursday’s meteor

Sunday’s shadow

12 years ago

12 years later

Winter's beginning

Autumn's mid

Here is the east;

Far or middle

Here is the sun;

Noon or morning

12 years later

12 years ago

In a week

I’m here to see you

I've come to hear

to understand

I’m here for you

In seven days I’ll be there

Chasing after you

Feeling that scent;

Smell of lights, leaves, dirty hands touch

I’m coming after you

I can’t fly as high as you

But I will stay at your traces

I can’t sing as lively as you

But I will call you as loud as I can

I’ll be there in a week

I’m chasing after you

* Misoka: Last day of the month, person who was born on that day,

one of the songs of Spitz

05.05.2013