von makiko goto,
nach einem textkonzept von bernhard lang

the black moth settles on the windowpane
another day drowns in the summer night

the train hurries on
while the sun goes down
nothing moves in the fields

the sound of the koto
makes me remember you, friend,
drinking coffee or tea
many times long ago


Natsu no Yo ni

in the summer night

Itsuka kie-yuku

some day dissappears

Madobe no Ga

the moth at the window



Fudou no

immovable field

Hi wa kure-yukite

through the sun goes down

Kisha wa seku

the train hurries



Koto no Ne ni

from the sound of koto

Mukashi omowan

remember the old times

Naki-Tomo yo

dear my last friend