the solitude of existence./生田　稔
　
ber,I now not.
Then, have I anything to say to
anybody? 　　　
Is it “thank” or “sorry”,
　　or anything else?、I can’t imagine.
Yet, I’ll call to mind this very scene.
It’ll revive intensely and cleanly.

Such moment, in nostalgia filled in body,
　The scene resounding and glaring, as it is,
will I recall along with the past and the future in the presence.

　(八重さんの「存在の孤独」を翻訳したものです。）

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