:: Déjà vu | 似曾相識 ::

Someday the inversed butterfly

Will face the light

I cut my hair with you in the mirror

The hallways while class is session;

The echoing sound of footsteps

The sound of the ceaseless rain follows

While I feel it, the figure is blinding

It’ll become a sweet flower;

It’ll become a poisonous fruit, too

Today it’s raining again;

I want to be connected to that person

Through his sky and my sky now

In this Craziness

Uncertainty

I wonder if we can leave behind each and

Everyone’s thoughts somewhere

In this Craziness

You give me life

I wonder to how far can we

Protect a single thought

In the Craziness

Uncertainty

I wonder if we can leave behind each and

Everyone’s figures somewhere

In this Craziness

You give me life

I wonder to how far can we protect

Their respective figures