Cat

cat

Even if it's alcohol, I'll just hum it
Today and tomorrow because I'm on the ground
Serenal's glass still remains unbreakable
There are as many lives as there are holes in the oasis.

If you come here, you can go elsewhere
Soon it will someday someday
Because nothing will happen
clung to something

My song is someone's shallow dried flower
Where did the rest of me go, thinking nostalgic about the glass?
The sound of ice melting in a glass is nothing to me about you
Flowers live without knowing how to live