I can't help transforming into a solitary fish
against the tide swimming alone to the end.
The oath you swore devoutly in youth has sunk silently into the deep of ocean.
I've gone over it several times
[2nd time: It recurs endlessly]
Yet with the same ending: losing you.
I'm adjudged by love to a life sentence of solitude.
I don't resist. I won't let go.
A perfect circle I can't draw by hand.
The predestinated love unable to fulfill
It's you.
Why does Love adjudge all sentient beings to life sentence of solitude?
Can't break loose. Can't escape.
The knot of brows I can't untie
The predestinated calamity I can't escape
It's you.
Losing you.
I lost you.