Don't tell me to be rain

By leaking any rooftop

I can't fall on the floor.

You can't tell me to be a cloud,

I can't growl unnecessarily.

I can't go to the beach

with a black mind like a cloud.

Don't tell me to be immortal

in the side of falsehood.

I do not want immortality.

Don't tell me to lie

I can't get involved

In the conflict of truth.

Don't tell me, don't tell me anything

I can't be anything.

Just tell me to be a handful of soil

That soil, Where there is scent.

Where is a full moon night in autumn,

The dew wraps the grass in the heart

That's how I embraced you.

The glittering sunshine

became a wall of depression

and snatched away the dew

Sunshine in the middle

of you and me.

We have become walls,

consciously or unconsciously.

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