Here and now, they're about to fall apart...
"A radical man and woman's song..."
The woman said, "I long for you,"
hiding her naïve dreams
The man said, "Then come here,"
concealing his lust
Fluttering down in a dance,
like thickly- piling snow
Being dyed
the same color,
holding onto
the same feelings...
Even if you whispered a song of love,
it would not resound off the dried-up two
And as if to invite further loneliness,
they made an embrace for embracing's sake...
The woman said, "I don't have enough,"
in a loveless voice
The man said, "It'll be all right,"
as if it were the truth
A glittering gap in the darkness,
like a buried sea of stars
An ordinarily sparkling object
was treated as if it were fate...
The two, without courtesy,
swept away their loneliness, but it piled up together
They wanted true love,
but as "want" was all they did,
it bloomed
and withered...
The man and woman were just like radical atoms;
unstable,
incomplete,
greedy, and miserable,
they had only
a passing love...
Here and now, they crumble apart,
and the two, as ever, sink in embrace
At all times satisfying their bodies,
yet never noticing
the holes in their hearts...