Chapter 4 Winter Roll
upper layer of snow
It's cold.
The icy moon shines on it.
lower layer of snow
It's heavy.
Hundreds of people crushed it.
middle snow
Very lonely.
Neither the sky nor the earth can be seen.
Frostbite is a little itchy The camellias outside the back door are blooming on a warm winter day
Take a flower and stick it in your hair Look at my chilblains again suddenly, I seem to have no mother's child in the story
Even the light blue transparent sky, It's all getting lonely.
moon frozen, hail on dry leaves, hail the next non-stop, the moon Walk through the clouds. moon frozen, pool It was also frozen. no mother teal, How to sleep?
At the end of the field no one has ever been to The blue bird died on a very cold evening
as if to bury its corpse snowflakes from the sky Thickly piled up silently.
In a village no one has heard of, The house followed suit. Put on a big white coat.
And when a new morning comes, The sky cleared brightly. The blue is so beautiful.
That pure little soul, the way to heaven, wide open wide open
white hat, warm hat, Pity hat.
But forget it, lost things, Just lost. But hat, please, Don't fall into a ditch like that, To hang just right, Where on a high branch, Don't be like me, clumsy, You'll give poor birds that don't know how to build a nest, Make a warm, good nest!
white hat, Wool hat.
wet rain evening rain, unlit street lamps, Got wet. yesterday's kite The same as yesterday, hanging high on the branches, blown out, got wet heavy umbrella on the shoulder, With medicine in hand, I am on my way home. wet rain evening rain, orange peels on the ground, Broken and wet. On a snowy night, pass by with an umbrella Under the dry willow tree. suddenly remembered seen under the willow Fireworks rising in the summer night. really want to see The fireworks rising in the snowy night. On a snowy night, pass by with an umbrella, under the dry willow tree, I seem to smell the fireworks from long ago, That nostalgic smell.
The snow that falls into the sea becomes the sea. The snow that falls on the street becomes the street. The snow that falls on the mountain is still snow. Ask the snow still in the sky, Which do you like?
Under the Big Dipper, In the unknown snow country, There is an apple orchard. No fence, no guard, On the thick branches of the old trees in the garden, Hanging a big clock. The child picks an apple, Just ring a bell. Whenever the bell rings, There is a law that blooms. under the Big Dipper Travelers passing by in sledges, Bells were heard in the distance. Listening to the sound of bells in the distance, The frozen heart melts, All turned into tears. from the sea have what? from the sea There is summer, wind, fish, banana basket. And, in a new ship, from the sea Sumiyoshi Temple Fair. from the mountains have what? from the mountains There is winter, snow, birds, A horse carrying millet carbon. Also, leisurely riding on the Konoha leaves, from the mountains first month.
Frostbite is a little itchy The camellias outside the back door are blooming on a warm winter day
Take a flower and stick it in your hair Look at my chilblains again suddenly, I seem to have no mother's child in the story
Even the light blue transparent sky, It's all getting lonely.
moon frozen, hail on dry leaves, hail the next non-stop, the moon Walk through the clouds. moon frozen, pool It was also frozen. no mother teal, How to sleep?
At the end of the field no one has ever been to The blue bird died on a very cold evening
as if to bury its corpse snowflakes from the sky Thickly piled up silently.
In a village no one has heard of, The house followed suit. Put on a big white coat.
And when a new morning comes, The sky cleared brightly. The blue is so beautiful.
That pure little soul, the way to heaven, wide open wide open
white hat, warm hat, Pity hat.
But forget it, lost things, Just lost. But hat, please, Don't fall into a ditch like that, To hang just right, Where on a high branch, Don't be like me, clumsy, You'll give poor birds that don't know how to build a nest, Make a warm, good nest!
white hat, Wool hat.
wet rain evening rain, unlit street lamps, Got wet. yesterday's kite The same as yesterday, hanging high on the branches, blown out, got wet heavy umbrella on the shoulder, With medicine in hand, I am on my way home. wet rain evening rain, orange peels on the ground, Broken and wet. On a snowy night, pass by with an umbrella Under the dry willow tree. suddenly remembered seen under the willow Fireworks rising in the summer night. really want to see The fireworks rising in the snowy night. On a snowy night, pass by with an umbrella, under the dry willow tree, I seem to smell the fireworks from long ago, That nostalgic smell.
The snow that falls into the sea becomes the sea. The snow that falls on the street becomes the street. The snow that falls on the mountain is still snow. Ask the snow still in the sky, Which do you like?
Under the Big Dipper, In the unknown snow country, There is an apple orchard. No fence, no guard, On the thick branches of the old trees in the garden, Hanging a big clock. The child picks an apple, Just ring a bell. Whenever the bell rings, There is a law that blooms. under the Big Dipper Travelers passing by in sledges, Bells were heard in the distance. Listening to the sound of bells in the distance, The frozen heart melts, All turned into tears. from the sea have what? from the sea There is summer, wind, fish, banana basket. And, in a new ship, from the sea Sumiyoshi Temple Fair. from the mountains have what? from the mountains There is winter, snow, birds, A horse carrying millet carbon. Also, leisurely riding on the Konoha leaves, from the mountains first month.