さち子
Sachiko
The horizon and the sweet late-summer ocean breeze
Blowing through the girl’s newly cut short hair
Melancholy carried by a freight train running across the seashore
Tears and the prologue to a kiss hidden inside a seashell
Summer bluer than the sea…
Memories now flowing from the car stereo
Sounds of the waves and your singing
In the vast loneliness of a late-summer sunset beach
Chasing after the shadow of her straw hat blowing in the wind
Running across the shore with her toenails painted red
Creating ripples in the water
Epilogue to a nearly forgotten mermaid fairytale
Summer deeper than the sea…
Ah, resounding from the far corners of my memory
Sounds of the waves and your singing
I always knew it would one day end like this
Our brief time together
Like bubbles fading into the bottom of the ocean
Even if you were a fish I would still find you
Endlessly I keep calling out your name
Where are you singing now?