月は静かに語る。だれにも聴こえぬ声で。繰り返す潮の満ち引き。消えゆく記

月は静かに語る。
だれにも聴こえぬ声で。
繰り返す潮の満ち引き。
消えゆく記憶の情景。

星は密かに記す。
だれにも解らぬ文字で。
無限の言葉が渦巻き。
千億の本が産まれた。

僕には空が広すぎて。
時の刻みは速すぎて。
何も知らぬまま虚しく。
集めた言葉も。
土の中に朽ちるだけ。

それでも僕は叫ぶ。
わけも解らず声を上げる。
せめて響きは天にとどけ。
日もやがて昇るだろう。

卑屈な闇が答えた。
未来を見た者はいないと。
僕は虚空に手をのばし。
冷たい風をつかむ。

絶望よ吹き抜けろ。
夢も苦悩もすべて過去へ。
地上はまどろむ薄明の中。
僕は前に進む。
まだ見ぬ明日へ。

結果 (英語) 1:

Quiet talks about the moon.To anyone listening on mountain voices.Cleans up repeating the tide.Scene memories fading.Stars are secretly recorded.In the letters to anyone 解ranu.Whirlpool's Infinite words.I had a book of a hundred billion.I too wide to the sky.Tick of time too fast.Annulled without knowing anything.Collection of words too.Only decay in the soil.Still I cry out.Could not ascertain the raise your voice.At the very least sound bringing in heaven.Would be rising soon, too.The creeping darkness replied.And no one saw the future.I hand out empty space.Grab a cold wind.I despair 吹ki抜kero.Both dreams and anguish to the past.Earth is in the twilight madoromu.I go forward.To the unborn tomorrow.

結果 (英語) 2:

Moon says quietly.
In unexpected hear anyone voice.
ebb tide to repeat.
Scene of Disappearing memory. Star referred to secretly. Who in the know unexpected characters. Infinite words spiral. One hundred billion of this was born. I in the sky is too wide. Chopped when too fast. The vain leave knowing anything. The collected words also. The only rot in the soil. Still I cry. I raise a voice not even know why. At least sound is delivered to heaven. Sun also will soon rise. Subservient darkness answered. I saw the future who has not. I reach out to nothingness. I grab a cold wind. Despair by the Fukinukero. Dream anguish also all to the past. Ground in the twilight to doze off. I move forward. Unseen to tomorrow.

結果 (英語) 3:

The moon quietly. In one's voice heard. The tide is repeated at. The memory will fade away at the scene. The stars as well. I know of one character. Infinite spiral at the words. The book had a thousand billion. I made the sky is too wide. At the time of the pitch is too fast. I know nothing at all in vain. At the words. Only at the rot in the ground. I still cry too. But not at what a voice. At least the sound to reach heaven. At the day will soon rise. The darkness returned subservient. AtAnd no one to see the future. At his hands in the air. To grasp at the cold wind. I despair 吹き抜けろ too. Dreams and anguish at all in the past. In the twilight of doze off on the ground. I am on the way forward. Tomorrow to see yet.