Honoo・Miyashita Yuu・Ao ni aruku「english translation WIP」

 

Photographs of burnt ruins,

I collect them and put them away.

The flame I had seen in the distance long ago

was there

 

Scorched, warped fingertips,

the glimmer of molten glass

 

How much form can a thought leave behind

 

You are still alive within the flames

as if you have forgotten even your sorrows.

You look at me curiously through narrowed eyes

 

Stepping upon ashes,

the fragile affections.

My chest bursts open,

Coming undone, disintegrates

 

The scent of your scorched hair

Sustains me

You too, are burning so completely

 

You are still alive within the flames

The heat melts away the outstretched hand

You stand smothered by words you don't understand

 

A painless heat,

turning blue, then white hot

 

You are still alive within the flames

as if you have forgotten even your sorrows.

With a curious expression, you laughed

 

You are still alive within the flames

The tailwind only burns everything away

 

You are

still burning

Even so, you live on