In Training
Two passing stars on the ground, two little stars shining red,_
jumping around a stone road_
In sleep-in August heat, running through a sudden shower,_
Take Me
then leaping into the evening amber_
The trail of a binary star mixed the days together like a scribble,_
Math
as the birds watched overhead_
"Let's always be together!", I whispered at the end of summer_
...Was it uneasiness that made me say it?_
Off your rippling white fur_
reflected the light of the stars_
Conviction dripping like sweat, the grass shook slightly_
You bid farewell with only the slightest nod..._
The afterglow echoed off the trees, and I found myself alone in the night_
As if sneering at my outstretched fingers, the stars simply shined on_
In the corner of the twinkling night, a radio ignorant to it all_
was playing a trendy song: "La la la,"_
"Fly me to the romantic moon!"_
Leaning into sadness, a single dark and fuzzy star_
drew a circle with a sigh_
Sleeping in, the seasons turned, to a morning to dry even an endless rain:_
news of you knocked on the door_
LIFE ON THE MOON
UTAU Times
A large civilization like Earth's?
Concealed dark side of moon finally illuminated
A signal left the moon, stirring up the planet within a night_
An assembly of "Lunarians"?
Enigmatic giant monument
Servant
...On that night I'll never forget,_
as I traveled home head hung, shining on me so I wouldn't get lost -_
suddenly, I remembered that moonlight..._
English
Kasane Teto
Science
Kasane Teto
"Could flowers bloom on Mars?"_
"What if spring came to Jupiter?"_
Such wild fantasies could never be tested, they said..._
So I heard, but in my lifetime, our planet changed_
Moon Visit Countdown
UTAU Times
Transmissions made to lunar civilization
Crew preparing for launch
"Find out with your own eyes" -_
all of a sudden, they said the irrational..._
Running off without a signal, chasing so fast I can hardly breathe,_
I'll catch you, and it'll be your turn; a followup to a night long past, I suppose..._
Waking up before the birds,_
I check for a faint red heat_
The pulse striking against the dawn_
becomes a voice counting down seconds..._
In the stars at the end of the sky, shall I see you in the silent sea?_
Riding on a wave of innocent cheers, the daybreak soon colors in_
In the corner of a noisy summer, a radio, as if knowingly,_
was playing a nostalgic song: "La la la,"_
"Fly me to the romantic moon!"_