Shiroi ashiato

The cold bites me when I breathe
The frozen wind blows noisily

My hands palm are freezing
My hurt fingers going numb
Looking at my white breath
The landscape before my eyes

Has never changed since this day

Without hesitating I began to walk, from this day abandoning everything
This never changing landscape, watching their back

Watching my white breath
The landscape before my eyes

By this raging wind, my eyes are dazzled
My warm memories being stolen
I gathered a cold hope

I got angry by the world I dreamt this day

My frozen body trembles and I shout “I’m here”
The footsteps we left, holding on to each other

No wind defeating me, certainly if this one step
Puts you in pain, you can rest, since tomorrow will come