ACIDMAN

The circuit of a morning of shallow sleep, a kite covered with dust
A light sound is sleeping
There the days continue on without changing
A left-handed dog is surely dragging itself along on one leg, smiling

The world that has quietly opened between the sun and sky
That's what you longed for, right?

Quietly laying red bricks
I'm going to try casting the spell of those far-off days
On the other side of this round world, we can do this
And a boy sowed a handful
Of orange colored sand
One day let's play out the sounds that shine in gold

I have few memories of any given morning, and that nostalgic waltz is so far away
A dried up sound plays
The signal of trees singing cruelly and the shadows of people smiling innocently
I have a unique color in my hand

In this world that embraced the sun and sky
I wonder if I can make just a little bit of light shine?

Quietly laying red bricks
I'm going to try casting that spell once again
Through mistakes because of youth, this will disappear
And a boy sowed a handful
Of orange colored sand
In the evening that shines in gold, let's put the sounds together