Summer wars +9(64/24)



The edge of the surf, firecrackers burning intensely, surrounded by wind damp with perspiration
The orange-colored sunset passed the baton to the starlit sky, but the fervor does not subside

I’m going to stand up against the showering fire sparks
For some reason, I want to treasure this moment

Energy shot up into the sky from below
The big sound, “bang” that pounds against my chest and the brilliant extravaganza


I dive with others into the water from my foothold on the concrete
“Ah, but I’m still scared…”
Just the same, teased and loved

The long, but short summer dream keeps repeating itself
I recalled the smoking fuse of the firecrackers

The scintillation like that of the embers shrouded in darkness, but shining faintly even in moments of pain…


The edge of the surf, firecrackers burning intensely, surrounded by wind damp with perspiration

The long, but short summer dream keeps repeating itself
lights the smoking fuse of the firecrackers 


The scintillation like that of the embers shrouded in darkness, but shining faintly even in moments of pain…

Energy shot up into the sky from below
The big sound, “bang” that pounds against my chest and the brilliant extravaganza

The big sound and the brilliant extravaganza