The sequel

the tears that fell to the bottom of the interrupted memories
sending back to the sky that flips the spiral bow

in the light I grasped that hand of yours that still were sleeping as a bud, and (gave) an awakening kiss...

and we to past and future
travellers of time that brings the vow
transforming the body into a blue bird
reaching to the origin of the people

the afterimage* goes vanishing while I wake up with a kiss
becoming one in the overlapping light

and we to past and future
travellers of time that brings the vow
transforming the body into a blue bird
to the origin of the people

please, (give me) just one of
the flowers that someday will bloom into "your" heart
because a bouquet tied with a silver thread
will be certainly wonderful