When I breathe, This sound in my chest Lonelier than the winter wind

- Takuboku Ishikawa

There are some lives duller Than dusty glass

- Takuboku Ishikawa

Like a kite Cut from the string, Lightly the soul of my youth Has taken flight.

- Takuboku Ishikawa

Like a stone That rolls down a hill, I have come to this day.

- Takuboku Ishikawa