Yumenomukou

Here is a poetic, publication-ready English version.
It preserves the tone, pauses, and quiet expansion of the original no explanation added.



On a night of war.
A battle-hardened samurai
falls asleep,
and each time he does,
he slips into an era he has never known.

There,
he meets a woman
who carries no blade,
who has never known conflict,
who lives in a world
where peace is simply ordinary.

They do not touch.
They do not stand in the same time.

And yet,
they look up at
the same night sky.

This is not
a story of love that could not be fulfilled.

It is a work meant to remind us
that the world we live in today
was shaped by the choices of people
whose names were never remembered.

The dream does not end here.
It is passed on
to the next someone.