It was dirty city

++ It was dirty city ++

Inside in this town that becomes a little dirty

Boredom is played with.

Every day without purpose

It spends it why.

The yearned existence

It some day changes into the target.

Every day when it lived somehow

It became empty very much.

Though it is said that it will live in now

Though it was said that live in now

How should I do?

How should I live?

Seeming to have satisfied it

It really significant?

Existence that aims

Now though it seems to reach

Only to live is vain.

I who was dirty.

The obtained reality

Shape besides hoped thing

Having become a little dirty

It was me.

あんばらんすぅ unbalanceu