่ไบบใฎ่จ่ใ่ธใซๅบใใ ใใๅธฐใใชใใใใฎๅ ดๆใใ ็ญใใๆฌฒใใใใฉใใใฆใ ้ๅปใฎ้ใใใไธๅบฆ ๅฝผใฏ็ฅใฃใฆใใๆใฎๅๅ ใ ใใฉๆใใฆใฏใใใชใ ๅ ใฎใใจใ็ฅใใใใใฐ ใฟใคใใณใฐใ้้ใใใช ่ฌใฏๆทฑใพใใฐใใ ใใบใซใฎใใผในใๅขใใฆใ ใใใใชใใชใใใฉ ๅธๆใ ใใฏๆถใใชใ ๅๅใฏใๅฅใฎใใฎใ ใฃใ ใใๆใๅบใใชใ ใชใ่กใฏ้ ใใฎใ ใชใใฟใใช้ปใฃใฆใ๏ผ ใฌใคใใใใใฎๅๅใชใ ใใไปฅๅใฎๅใฏ่ชฐ๏ผ ใชใ้ๅปใฏ้ปใฃใฆใ ๅใฏ่ชฐใ ใฃใใใ ๏ผ ่ไบบใ้ๅปใ่ชใๅบใ ไบบใ ใฎ่ถณใๆญขใพใฃใฆใ ่กใฏ่ใใใใชใใจ ๆฐ็งใ ใๅใใคใ ๆฉใ่ใใใใใ ่ชๅใใใชใใชใ ใ ใฃใฆๆใฎๅๅใฏ ใใใงๅฃใซใใฆใฏใใใชใ ใฌใคใฏๆๅใฎๅๅใใใชใ ใใใชๅๅใง็ใพใใฆใชใ ใพใ ใใฎๆใใใชใ ใๅใซใฏใใใคใฎๅๅใใใฃใ๏ผใ ๅๅใฏใๅฅใฎใใฎใ ใฃใ ใใๆใๅบใใชใ ใชใ่กใฏ้ ใใฎใ ่ไบบใใใ้ ใ๏ผ ใฌใคใใใใใฎๅๅใชใ ใใไปฅๅใฎๅใฏ่ชฐ๏ผ ไฝๅบฆ่ชๅใๅคฑใใฐ ใพใ่ชๅใซใชใใ๏ผ ๅๅใฏใๅฅใฎใใฎใ ใฃใ ใใใใฐใซใใใฎใซ ่กใใใใๆใใใชใ ๅใฏๅฅใฎ่ชฐใใ ใฃใ ๅๅใ่จๆถใๅใๆปใใชใ ๅใๅใๆปใใใฎใ๏ผ ใฌใคใๆฌๅฝใฎๅๅใใใชใใชใโฆ ่ชฐ๏ผใโฆๅใฏ่ชฐใชใใ โฆ ๐๐ป๐๐ป English translation below ๐๐ป๐๐ป The old man's words pierce my chest, There's no going back from this place. I want an answer, no matter what, To walk the path of the past once more. He knows my former name, But he won't tell me it. If you want to know what lies ahead, Don't mistake the timing. The mystery only deepens, Puzzle pieces keep increasing. I'm losing understanding, But hope alone won't disappear. My name was something different, I can't remember it anymore. Why does the city hide it? Why is everyone silent? If Ray is my name here, Who was I before that? Why is the past silent? Who was I, in fact? The old man begins to speak of the past, People's feet come to a halt. The city doesn't want to hear it, Freezes for a few seconds, default. If you ask too soon, You'll stop being yourself. Because the former name Cannot be spoken here, in this realm. Ray is not the first name, You weren't born with such a name. It's not the time yet. "How many names have I had?" โ the flame. My name was something different, I can't remember it anymore. Why does the city hide it? Even the old man conceals it more? If Ray is my name here, Who was I before that? How many times must I lose myself To become myself, and be sure? My name was something different, It's right beside me, so near. If the city fears it, Then I was someone else, it's clear. If the name restores my memory, Can it restore me too? If Ray isn't my real name... Who? ...Who am I, then, in truth?
