Small Things

Things I want to cherish
Your precious things
In a room so overflowing with things
The most precious thing is

Records, manga, folk art pigeons
You, who love small things
Perhaps a small Kutani dish?
Or maybe a thin-blown beer glass?

Birthdays, anniversaries of when we met, Christmas
You, who do not like gifts
Because you know my nature
Even if I asked, you probably wouldn't tell me

I always tell you in words
About my precious things
In a life so overflowing with sadness
The most precious thing right now is

The present turns into memories of you
Memories eventually overlap with the present
If it means losing the present
I don't need any new memories anymore

Nail clippers, pencils, guitar picks
I give small things to you
So that you won't eventually forget
I give small things to you