風を切って駆ける馬。誰も追いつけなかった。でも眼差しは気難しそうで、近付こうという考えすら浮かばなかったよ。
It was a horse cutting through the wind. No one could catch it. And its stubborn eyes kept me from getting closer.
風を切って駆ける馬。誰も追いつけなかった。でも眼差しは気難しそうで、近付こうという考えすら浮かばなかったよ。
It was a horse cutting through the wind. No one could catch it. And its stubborn eyes kept me from getting closer.