Hinatabokko (English Version)ひなたぼっこ

Knees pulled up on the old porch boards
Copying the cat, whatever the cat does
Blankets fresh from the line, the smell drifts in
Nothing at all, in the middle of the afternoon

The clock keeps moving the way it always does
Only the shadows take their time growing long

Light is pooling in my lap
Spilling through the spaces in my hands
The cat's whiskers go see-through in the sun
And I'm still halfway through the sun

Past the window the laundry on the line
Is bending into the shape of the wind
Until the tea in my cup goes cold
I was looking wherever the cat was looking

The clock keeps moving the way it always does
Only the shadows take their time growing long

Light is pooling in my lap
Spilling through the spaces in my hands
The cat's whiskers go see-through in the sun
And I'm still halfway through the sun

When the shadow reaches the edge of the porch
The smell of evening is the first to notice

Light is pooling in my lap
Spilling through the spaces in my hands
The cat's whiskers go see-through in the sun
And I'm still halfway through the sun

Light is pooling in my lap
And I'm still halfway through the sun