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As a duck, as a duck

Barefoot, I tangled with you and lamented

Forever, forever

I don't want to feel the end, somewhere

Dazzling light, dazzling light

Stretching my flight feathers, stretching them out

It became painful, and it became boring

You became a swan, somehow

Days that seem to approach the sun, day after day

I saw from the window by the psychosomatic clinic's reception

Moss grows on the watering can in the sandbox

The swaying swings were tied into one

Words like 'I am here' will become lies, I suppose

Smile, see, it's better to smile

Even if it becomes a mistake, it looks beautiful anyway

Twisted wings, a bird that does not fly

What this town forgets is the flock of swans

Buried in the molting feathers, the moment ends

Before long, the area grows dark

Butterflies gathering at the street lamps die

The ball we threw together last goes beyond the sea

Scorched by the sun, let's pretend to have gone mad

Only the words 'I was here' — don't let them become a lie

Your fading shadow and my chasing shadow

As a duck

Still a duck