Carnival

Your coming home is a deep forest
Your retreating figure blurred by the horizon
The bustling sound of footsteps around town—laughter
Lanterns hung up by the windows
The long festival begins
The trials and tribulations of life…
Your lost smile is a deep forest
I'm being washed away by the streaming crowds
Pulling close your ear
“Let's get away from here.”
I remember sitting, backs against that tree
Starring at that twinkling star high in the sky
“Let's go decorating.”
I remember sitting, backs against that tree
Another sorrowful flame burning at our feet
“Take care not to get too close.”
Your unspoken feelings are a deep forest
The crescent moon of the third
Standing on its tip-toes in the darkness
Hiding in the tall, dead grass
“Well—let's open the gate.”
Our tree over there, its vernal green
With strings of snow like cotton
“Let's drape them from its branches”
Our tree over there, its wounds
Again splashed by the grey rain
“Take care not to lean against it.”
Our tree over there lies in a genial forest
Taking everything off our mind
“Let's rest together.”
“Let's go home together.”
Our festival which no one knows of
A fated festival which no one knows of