On August 15th, 12:30 in the afternoon,
The weather was incredibly nice
And admist the sickening rays of the dazzling sun
I spoke with you, for I had nothing else to do
"Well, y'know, I kind of hate summer,"
You boldly murmured while petting a cat
Ah, you pursued that cat as it ran away from you
And what jumped out
was the traffic lights that changed to a glaring red
Suddenly, a truck came out of nowhere and struck you as you screamed
Your scent, now mingled with sprayed blood, choked me
In the haze of lies, the haze of heat laughed, "This is all real!"
With that, like a cricket's sound being disturbed, the light blue of summer darkened away

I woke up upon my bed to the sound of a ticking clock
What time is it now?
On August 14th, sometime past 12 in the morning
I recalled the sound of an awfully annoying cricket
But y'know, it's a little strange.
Yesterday, in a dream, I saw us walking in this same exact park
"Why don't we go home now?"
The second you stepped off the pathway,
Everyone surrounding us turned their heads up to the sky and opened their mouths
From the sky, down dropped an iron pole that pierced your body straight through
The sound of windchimes and your ripping screams filled the spaces between the park trees
In this unnatural scene, the shimmering heat laughed, "This is the real thing!"
As my vision blurred away, I glanced at your profile, and thought I saw you smiling

Countless times have had me black out in the laughing heat like this
This cycle has repeated for decades, I'd realized that a long time ago.
In this kind of clichéd story, there must only be one ending.
Beyond this repeating summer day, it has to exist.

Suddenly, I pushed you aside and jumped into the street; at that moment, the truck slammed into me
Your eyes and my twisted body were like hazy reflections of the blood that sprayed everywhere
If that praiseful heat haze laughed, "Serves you right!" again
Then this would be what you call a normal summer day.
But all of that ended today.

On August 14th, a girl awoke upon her bed
And she said,
"I failed this time, too..." as she cradled a single cat.

8月15日の午後12時半くらいのこと
天気が良い

病気になりそうなほど眩しい日差しの中
することも無いから君と 駄弁 (だべ)っていた

「でもまぁ夏は嫌いかな」猫を撫でながら
君はふてぶてしくつぶやいた

あぁ、逃げ出した猫の後を追いかけて
飛び込んでしまったのは赤に変わった信号機

バッと通ったトラックが君を轢きずって鳴き叫ぶ
血飛沫の色、君の香りと混ざり合ってむせ返った
嘘みたいな 陽炎 (かげろう)が「嘘じゃないぞ」って 嗤 (わら)ってる
夏の水色、かき回すような蝉の 音 (ね)に全て 眩 (くら)んだ

目を覚ました時計の針が鳴り響くベッドで
今は何時？

8月14日の午前12時過ぎ位を指す
やけに 煩 (うるさ)い蝉の声覚えていた
でもさぁ、少し不思議だな。
同じ公園で昨日見た夢を思い出した
「もう今日は帰ろうか」道に抜けた時
周りの人は皆上を見上げ口を開けていた

落下してきた鉄柱が君を貫いて突き刺さる
劈 (つんざ)く悲鳴と風鈴の音が木々の隙間で空廻り
ワザとらしい陽炎が「夢じゃないぞ」って嗤ってる
眩む視界に君の横顔、笑っているような気がした

何度世界が眩んでも陽炎が嗤って奪い去る。
繰り返して何十\\\年。もうとっくに気が付いていたろ。

こんなよくある話なら結末はきっと1つだけ。
繰り返した夏の日の向こう。

バッと押しのけ飛び込んだ、瞬間トラックにぶち当たる
血飛沫の色、君の瞳と軋む体に乱反射して
文句ありげな陽炎に「ざまぁみろよ」って笑ったら

実によく在る夏の日のこと。
そんな何かがここで終わった。

目を覚ました8月14日のベッドの上
少女はただ

「またダメだったよ」と一人猫を抱きかかえてた