I don't know from when. But over my head,black and thick clouds spread And cast its darkness to the ground.Who notices? That everybody's covered by dark clouds. I don't know from when. But the sky is surely being closed with its growth. A pure heart as transparent as the beautiful sky in my Childhood's memory.Because I was innocent, I believed that there is a heaven over there. ...Now,some years have past. I am not what I used to be. If a heaven exists, I may have left the purity there. As an offerring for the lord... lord. One day,will the day come that the sky bears again and I can look up to the beautiful one? It probably won't because now the lord Must be stained like me. If the day has come,It's just a caprice of the lord. We could never get back what we gave once.