The shore is shrouded in fog. There is a broken fence nearby
There is a statue of an angel with wings against the background of trees
The stars came together if not at all, there was absolutely no one at all
In the winter forest there is a stone house in the bright light a hand holding a medal
You always want to be in Japan even if you haven't been there
I'll decorate the cottage with a swing and plant a scarecrow there, let the crows cry