Thursday, June 16, 2011

Secret Base ~10 years after~

I'll never forget being with you at the end of summer
With our dreams of the future and big hopes
I believe that ten years later in August,
we'll meet again
Such great memories...

We met in a sudden instant at the intersection on the way home
And you called out to me, and said "Let's go home together"
I was so bashful that I hid my face with my bag
But I was so very, very happy

Ah, the fireworks burst in the night sky so nicely, it kinda hurts
Ah, the wind flows by with the time

We had so many happy, fun adventures
Together in our secret base

I'll never forget being with you at the end of summer
With our dreams of the future and big hopes
I believe that ten years later in August, we'll meet again
I knew that, until the end, you were shouting
"Thank you" from the bottom of your heart
Farewell while smiling and holding back tears is so hard
Such great memories...

Ah, summer break will end soon
Ah, I hope the sun and moon make friends

We had so many sad, lonely arguments
Together in our secret base

I knew that, until the end, you were shouting
"Thank you" from the bottom of your heart
Farewell while smiling and holding back tears is so hard
Such great memories...

Nothing can be done about your sudden transfer
I'll write, and call
So don't forget me
Forever, in our secret base

With you at the end of summer, we talked on and on
After the setting sun, we gazed at the stars
I'll never forget the tear that flowed down your cheeks
I won't forget
The way you waved to me until the very end
So let's stay this way in our dreams, forever...

I'll never forget being with you at the end of summer
With our dreams of the future and big hopes
I believe that ten years later in August, we'll meet again
I knew that, until the end, you were shouting
"Thank you" from the bottom of your heart
Farewell while smiling and holding back tears is so hard
Such great memories...

Such great memories...

Thursday, June 9, 2011

"Just Be Friends"

Just be friends  All we gotta do
Just be friends  It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends  All we gotta do
Just be friends  Just be friends...

I remembered early yesterday morning
Why do I feel
As if I'm gathering piece of broken glass? Blood drips from my cut fingers
I wonder if we wanted to do these kinds of things

I already knew deep inside my heart
That the most painful choice would be the best
My self-love refuses it and as a result, self-contradiction repeats
I wonder when we can talk

In this slowly decaying world
A path for my struggling self
I carve in your colorless smile
I pulled off the plug

I shouted until my voice was dry
The echo reverberates in the empty air
Although there was nothing left
After the chains were removed

Fate that allowed us to meet
The darkness interrupts countless and relentless time
"So this is how it is..." I murmured
Somebody's tears flow down dried cheeks

All we gotta do  Just be friends
It's time to say goodbye  Just be friends
All we gotta do  Just be friends
Just be friends  Just be friends...

I realized at yesterday's quiet night
That even if I pick up the fallen flower leaves
It won't bloom back to its original form
The small death on top of my hands
Our time is frozen still

I remembered the season when we first met
And your sweetly smiling face
I push the present to the past and received the scars that we both got
Our hearts are full of thorns

Even in this frustratingly continuing relationship
I sadly can't change my heart
I was loving you, I didn't want to be apart from you
But I have to say it

The rain that pours on my heart
Dazed and terrified, even my vision is blurry
I anticipated the hurt
But my body can't move

Fate that connected us
Becomes undone and disappears into everyday life
Goodbye my loved one... This is the end
Now we look go on without looking back

Once more, once more
If my wish can come true
I want to be reborn many times
I'll go and meet you from that day

I shouted until my voice was dry
The echo reverberates in the empty air
Although there was nothing left
After the chains were removed

Fate that connected us
Becomes undone and disappears into everyday life
Goodbye my loved one... This is the end
Now we look go on without looking back

This is the end

(Just be friends All we gotta do
Just be friends It's time to say goodbye)

Just be friends  All we gotta do
Just be friends  (Just be friends) It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends  (Just be friends) All we gotta do
Just be friends  (Just be frien~ds)It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends  (~)All we gotta do
Just be friends  (~)It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends

"World's End Dancehall"

At the boundary lines mixed with jokes,
a little farther ahead of the stairs,
there is nothing good there at all, huh?
Shall I try to guide you instead?

Are you going to dance terribly
and stumble on the top of the altar?
I'm sure people will be dazzled senseless, though,
so what do you say, together right here!

The high-pitched voice has filled up this room,
swirling around some disgusting meanings.
Of course there is nothing good at all,
so now let's scream it out with all our strength!

"The meaning tied to those short phrases,
 the reason for hating someone you've never met,
 no matter how hard I look, I can't find them.

 Getting angry despite being shy,
 laughing with head lowered,
 they are all, in any case, boring!"

Shall we dance with some hop steps?
Let's go "one two" in a small corner of this world.
Enjoy fully this dizzy feeling
of the world's end.

Seems like soon this feeling will suddenly vanish,
so let's preserve this next instant moment.
Spinning spinning, spinning, spinning,
as we become intoxicated by this spinning world.

The empty space is only for the bystanders.
A race to get onto the crowded last train.
"There is nothing good there at all.
"So, wanna try to guide me instead?"

Somehow it feels different from normal.
I'll try to believe in fate's pranks.
That terrible stumbling dance,
yes, let's make fun of it as much as we like!

"The meaning in boringly repeating the same moves,
 the reason for stepping according to the beats,
 no matter how hard you look, you won't find them.

 Dancing when sad,
 laughing when wanting to cry,
 those kinds of willfulness are really tiring!"

Shall we sing some sense out of the pop music?
Before the world starts to frown on us,
please release that attention-grabbing heartbeat.
I can still remember it clearly.

What a gorgeous view we have here!
The scenery I see from here
must not have changed a bit,
so I'll just crawl on the withered ground.

Shall we dance with some hop steps?
Let's go "one two" in a small corner of this world.
Enjoy fully this dizzy feeling
of the world's end.

Seems like soon this feeling will suddenly vanish,
so let's preserve this next instant moment.
"Farewell, and take care."
I utter to this ending world.

"Core Pride"

Born into the world, each enjoying his own life, discovering the black box in his head...is this bliss?
The important thing is to surpass your limit line. Shall we go? Take your step, and outdo yourself today!

But what should we do with our days? Trying to live flawlessly is a big no no.
Stop! Observe thoroughly the flow of the world! Ignore everything else, and here we go!

If I try to suppress my heart, which is burning hot about things that are unobtainable or constrained,
how am I different from those adults, whom I have come to despise and will never forgive
for their constant attempt to pin me down blindly without even understanding why?

No matter what I do, it'll probably forever remain a pipe dream that will never come true,
but the fire burning in my heart cannot be doused by anyone.
Even if the black rain falling from the sky drenches me completely and doesn't stop,
I will never allow the fire in my heart to be extinguished. That, is my "pride".

It started pouring, as predicted. A lot more buddies gathered around than I had expected.
While talking about one another's days and futures, we became impassioned and started a fist fight.

Thinking back about how we were also fist-fighting the same way
back when we were only 15, as a means to quell our anxiety and uneasiness,
you laughed and said, "You haven't changed a bit..." So I ended up bursting into laughter as well.

If we don't stubbornly stand our ground like this, even the flow of time will become a scary thing.
The only true opponent whom I should hit is really my prideful self.
But still, I don't want to lose right now. I have "pride" not to lose to myself.

Stop! Observe thoroughly the flow of the world! Ignore everything else, and here we go!
Stop! Observe thoroughly the flow of the world! Ignore everything else, and here we go!

No matter what I do, when I'm alone at night, I become even unable to understand myself.
When you're with me, and we try to understand each other, then I'll be able to become stronger.

I don't care how things turn out, and I don't care if I'll look uncool,
I will desperately try to change my future.
Even If I'm told that my destiny is immutable no matter what I do,
I myself can still change, and I will prove to you that I can change myself.

This is, that's right, "pride", each in its own place...

Don't perish yet, the fire in my heart.
I don't want to forget yet, the heat in my chest.
Don't perish yet, the fire in my heart.
I can still keep going, so here I go!

"IMITATION BLACK"

The distorted ordinary life, a forbidden love,
and a heart of deception.
Our imperfect love has been painted
completely black in this ebony world.

I've always wanted to say this to you,
this mere one phrase,
if my uncontrollable impulse
will end up being shattered.

Love and be loved, to the point of going mad.
This sweet and hot kiss is an imitation.
My paralyzed senses and fading consciousness
paint my overflowing thoughts and the truth
completely in black.

The sinking moon overlaps with the clouds,
as if it's trying to hide its shadow.
Is there no way for us to turn back?
Then together let's simply disappear like this.

Believing that we would be bonded again,
I temporarily let go of your hand.
If it's a love that doesn't allow me to be myself,
then I should just simply shatter it.

I want you to embrace me tightly and strongly.
The warmth of our connected body is an imitation.
It really troubles me when the sun shines,
as you will fade out of my sight.
Please teach me the answer?

I will crush both the common sense and morality,
and accept my punishment in your place,
as I hold tightly onto the words you uttered
when you were fading away.

I will be thinking of you everyday.
Before the sensation of our hugging shoulders
melts and fades away,
I will go meet you.

Enveloped in swaying fantasies,
the words I said to you was an imitation.
On my cold skin is a kiss mark that won't disappear,
as I submerge my entire memory in black
and dwindle away.

Love and be loved, to the point of going mad.
This sweet and hot kiss is an imitation.
My paralyzed senses and fading consciousness
paint my overflowing thoughts and the truth
completely in black.