―うたを識らない 世界は回らない― the clays were counting sheep like in a fairytale その声を聴かせて 声も無く僕は 君が居る”箱庭”を創り出していた the minimum unhappiness someone once dreamt of was overwhelmingly big for their miniature eden. do songs exist to tether this discontinuous world? whatever the reason is he must have thought of this world as being ”wortless”. until the day he heard her song. ―うたを識らない 世界は回らない― the clays were counting sheep like in a fairytale その声を聴かせて 声も無く僕は 君が居る”箱庭”を創り出していた いつまでその世界の普遍に添う? no answer,just one end. 徒に問う why not? 其処に有る Unplugged song he spelled the wishes on his clockwork linbs and pieced his words together 僕は君のうたを 聴く最後のナンバー can he be the last, the only one inside her ―歌は彩る 世界を奏でて― the clays were tracing days like in a fairytale 仕組まれた都市が 囁き合う 君のうたは いつしか 聴こえなくなっていた the minimum unhappiness someone once dreamt of was overwhelmingly big for their miniature eden. do songs exist to tether this discontinuous world? if there could be a reason she must have thought of this world as being ”wortless”. いつかまたその世界の普遍に添う 存在をいとしく想えたならば そう the greatest happiess is minimum unhappiness in this decided world? 徒に問う why not? 誰がための Unplugged song 君のコトバに終止符など 存在しない、と 信じさせて I've dreamed 此処に有る ideal deceit 願わくば、聴かせて one voice 創り出して 世界を 繋ぎ止めて disguised world ”tell me,until when should we continue something foolish like this?” maybe she realized, or maybe she had realized no answer,there has only been one end.