midnight…

3 o'clock at midnight Street lights look blurry Occasionally the sound of a car in this countryside From the time the window was hung Cold air is cool and cold But it feels good Yes I wake up in the middle of this night Breathing of the next daughter Coming in the morning soon Talk of Tsubame wakes up before 5 AM There is another morning I will celebrate today. Various things happen Today is the day ... The poet ~ Now person ...