2 And there began to be confusion,

Something unknown there,

Just at a loss for something,

Just helpless nothing,

Just bothered there,

Troubles that have continued,

It's like what kind of trouble I can't get rid of and wander around again.

It's an emotional entanglement of something,

Just what kind of mystery seems to be close there,

If any mystery that there arises there,

There is a suspicion,

It's as if there's a long-standing suspicion of something,

Also in the midst of that deep doubt,

What are you afraid of,

What was feared in it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There's a lot of what's cold there,

Just staring at something,

In the midst of that coldness and gaze,

What was there was empty there.

The general who died there,

It's like hope is something that has been there for a long time,

It's as if death is there for a long time or something, impossible and unimportant.

There's something there, hidden,

What is there, too,

It's as if forgotten there,

It's a very simple happiness,

And in that simple happiness,

Many, many things that cannot be approached,

It's like there's a lot of happiness and unhappiness.

is something that can't be shared there,

It's like sharing it in there,

It's going to be hard there, too,

It's complicated something.

Just waiting there,

It's a tough wait,

Something that disappeared in the midst of that waiting,

It's like there's something you can't say goodbye to,

It's like there's something you can't find there,

It's just something that can't be done there.

There's something calm there,

It's just that there are many, many unknowns in that calm,

Scattered in the unknown,

also sad in the unknown,

There is a sad sense of loss and farewell,

What there is that hurts and hurts there,

It's like something that can't be approached,

It's like there's something you can't get close to and look for.

There is something there in a daze,

There is something there that is stunned there, too.

When what belongs to the bosom of the heart is there empty,

It's like something that has been empty for a long time,

On that very empty road,

What I was not able to get close,

And in the midst of the fear and confusion of something,

It's a kind of stunned feeling there,

It's as if you're just looking at it close there,

And then, just being stunned there is just being stupid there,

And then, for a long time, it was impossible to find,

It's like you can't find your own way.

It's a kind of self that can't be found for a long time.

It's a path that has always been looking for itself,

It is a lot of what is hard to find,

That's a lot of stuff that's hard to find,

It also seems that there is something there and suddenly it becomes very empty,

What was very lost,

When who's there is far away,

It's as if your own heart is far away,

There is something that becomes quiet there,

And in that silence began to perplexe,

I began to become uneasy in it,

What is not clear in that uneasiness,

It's something that I hid from,

It's like being on the road of escape, and there is something in it that escapes.

It is the dead silence of the dark road,

It is the end of the road to death,

It's a road of collapse,

It's as if there's something out there, and there's something completely out there.

In the midst of the pain and pain of the ruin,

Something that has always been hard to find.

It's also in that what is impossible,

is a kind of distant,

It seems to be something that was neglected in it,

What was there to be surprised and stunned,

Something that slowed down in the midst of that negligence and distantness.

There's something that's going on in there,

Just unknown something,

And in the midst of that unknown path and path,

What was there disappeared there,

Like something extinct.

What there is in there becomes so fast and fast,

It's like what kind of time you have,

Something that gets too fast too fast there,

What became uneasy in it,

It's like being in the midst of anger there,

What kind of expectations do you have?