“散り積もる想い”


雪の様に純粋な想い

雪がだんだん積もるように

私の想いも積もっていく

でも雪は溶けて消える

私の想いは消えてはいかない

ああ、雪じゃなくて埃なのかも

誰か掃除機で吸い取ってくれ


“Feelings That Settle and Stay”

Feelings as pure as snow—
like snow piling up little by little,
my feelings keep gathering too.

But snow eventually melts away.
Mine don’t.

Ah—maybe they aren’t snow at all,
but dust instead.
Someone, please,
vacuum them up.

12/22/2025, 12:03:39 AM