I ask a star .
I walked the quiet town alone　

Wet air clings and does not leave it

I glare at me and pursue the moon forever

I imagine the future when it is oneself who is past to be reflected in the mirror and is worthless

Though I should have caught that star once,

What there is in a hand now "only as for the shining ring"

I throw away all of me and want to run

I shed tears innumerably

Therefore I pray a star for only only once