While he was just singing about himself,

while he was focused like that, I

went for a stroll far away.

Its aftereffects are serious.

Sadly, the world’s 凹凸 was being abraded.

The world is going bust just because of lone weather,

all on account of

temperature lacking its body heat
Now he has become a hypocrite.

When he confronts scenery, he pretends to be a third person, but

the scenery moves only when there’s life.

Otherwise, it sways at the most.

When a life steps towards him,

he’ll be puzzled, he’ll be scared

like a fool, like a foooool.
Once respected by me so dearly, he

is now so flustered,

squinting his eyes,

in front of a birthday cake I brought him as a gift.

This is the world! The world comes first!

As I shout, he grabs a piece of cake

and throws it at me with all his strength.

While I am thinking 
of it as part of earth’s movement,

soft 凹凸 smashes into my face.

Crushed cake is also cake.

It’s delicious.

It’s the taste of the world.