Thursday 9 February 2012

UN-GO - School Food Punishment ~ How to Go
Language: Japanese






Translation
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I’m holding my head in my hands
And struggling to escape from this saturated world.

Time passes by like sand scattering down.
I gaze at the dreamless tomorrow from the unchanging present.
I want to say goodbye to the yesterday filled with confusion.
I’ll try stretching out my hand, as though resisting.
We cry millions of times and are reborn.
Let’s go with red eyes to the future we pictured.
“Come over here,” the hands are clapping.
Who are you? Where did you come from? I strain my eyes into the darkness.
The crowds of people are just like ice.
Emotion is not enough to melt them in this firmly closed world.
When I touch them, my heart freezes -
Even if I struggle at this point, I just stand in place – Game Over?
Reality is far from sweet, so much so that I don’t want to drink it in.
Cut your rampant thoughts loose and leave the darkness.
Every day, every night, I embrace my worn-out dream.
I’ve stared intently and packed all of my power into it.
It’s not a miracle; there’s no way they can exist.
Let’s go – if we go now, we can still make it.
We cry millions of times and are reborn.
The wind drys my cheeks and goes on to the future we pictured.
“Come over here,” the hands are clapping.
Maybe it’s just how it seems, but look, I can hear your kind voice.
I see nothing, I know nothing, but still I go on
To the place the light shines toward, where you’re waiting.

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