優しい溜息

    

優しい ため息

Gentle sigh

夜の呟く声が すすり泣きのようで

雨音のようで
母の小言のようで
風をきって走ったあの日の 風の足音のようで
デッサンする鉛筆の音のようで
痒くて痒くて仕方なくて腕に傷をつける爪のようで

気づいたら

新聞の一枚をめくる音のように

本当は、地球の一種類の動物が絶滅した音だった

The muttering voice of the night
It looks like sobbing
It sounds like raindrops.
It seems like my mother's saying
It sounds like the footsteps of the wind on that day that ran through the wind
It looks like the sound of a pencil drawing
Itchy and itchy like it seems like a nail to scratch your arm without help
Noticed
Like a sound that flips through a newspaper
In fact, one type of animal on Earth was the extinct sound