あー

気持ちいいシャワーだったぜい。

帰って、あ、またうっかりミス発見。ちょっと
キャパオーバーか・・・。


The Road

・・・
In all your travels
round the
world，

you find no shelter，no cemetery，
no shroud;
nor will the air of love renew
your being.

But come out of the fields and if，
in the black distance of the eternal，
you carve the shadow with your file，
oh road!
you’ll go over the bridge of Santa Clara.