ねぇ、鈴虫の鳴き声って、聞いたことある？

蟋蟀（こおろぎ）じゃない、子猫じゃない、鈴虫だよ

ねぇ、海牛の鳴き声って、どんな声？

もしも今が最後なら、ふたりで海の底に

拉致されたね、夏空と入道雲

刻み海苔と梅と、瑞々しいお素麺

拉致されたんだ、夏娘がサンタクロースに

夏灯りとあなたと、あたたかい左手ゆび

ねぇ、雉鳩の鳴き声って、聞いたことある？

北風じゃない、小川じゃない、雉鳩だよ

ねぇ、こちらの声とかさ、ちゃんと聞こえてるかな？

もしも今が最後なら、ふたりで灯りのもとに

拉致されたね、星空とふたりの音

青いハワイ、赤と白の金平糖

拉致されたんだ、空席と心のくぼみ

空はきれいだけど、なんだってよかったんだよね

夏灯りとわたしと、くすぐったい右手ゆび

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Hey… have you ever heard a bell cricket sing?

Not a cricket, not a kitten—

a bell cricket.

Hey… what does a sea slug sound like?

If this is our last moment,

then let’s sink to the bottom of the sea, just the two of us.

We were taken—

by the summer sky and thunderclouds,

by shredded nori, pickled plums,

and glistening, fresh somen noodles.

She was taken too—

the summer girl, by Santa Claus.

Along with the summer glow,

with you,

and your warm left-hand fingers.

Hey… have you ever heard a turtle dove cry?

Not the north wind, not a stream—

a turtle dove.

Hey… can you still hear my voice?

If this is the end,

then let’s go to the light together.

We were taken—

by the starry sky and the sound we made.

By blue Hawaii,

and red-and-white candy stars.

Taken—

by empty seats

and hollows in the heart.

The sky is beautiful…

but really, anything would’ve been fine, wouldn’t it?

The summer lights,

me,

and your ticklish right-hand fingers.