Traces of Distant Days

Language: English

The darkening ink-colored sky
Invites traces of distant days.
Carrying childhood dreams and yearnings,
Airplane trails flow and disappear.

If I crossed time
To the me of that day,
If I could tell her,
I'd want to fly away.

And as for fears, well
Let them fall away just so
From your tiny palms.
The world is simply waiting
For your shining eyes to make their debut.

Strange towns' unknown people
Pass on by as though in a movie.
Won't someone show me the path?
The one remaining path I'm expected to follow?

If you open the door
To the neighboring world,
If you can go inside,
Search for me.

Follow your dreams, if only a little,
Those nostalgic days that took roundabout routes
Do you remember them?
And are you still
Walking about with your shining eyes?

The darkening ink-colored sky
Invites traces of distant days.