...What else do I post these days? XD;
Anyway! Because I'm totally not avoiding studying for my test in...three hours....
"Momentum" by Ayumi Hamasaki (from the kanji
here. UNLESS OTHERWISE NOTED, ALL KANJI FROM HERE ON OUT ARE FROM
LYRICWIKI.)
The days when I loved you were my final miracle
Once again this year, every single person
Is led away by the warmth and coldness of the season
When people fall in love
Too childlike, we still didn't know anything
Laughing, clinging, remembering
The day we began to walk
Overwhelmed by this pain,
Any excuse you give is fine
All alone in the white snow, even on nights that seem to freeze,
Loving you was my final bravery
Even as I believe that I'll be forgiven one day,
I wonder, has time run out, and is waiting
Just too foolish?
Holding my brimming emotions close
So that they won't escape
Until the day when our hands reach each other in the white snow,
Loving you was my final bravery
Holding my brimming emotions close
So that they won't escape
All alone in the white snow, even on nights that seem to freeze
Until the day when our hands reach each other in the white snow
Loving you was my final eternity
Meeting you was my first miracle.
Aaand, of course, more BoC. No, I will never stop translating them.
"Supernova" by BUMP OF CHICKEN
My fever rises, and I realize: I have a body.
My nose stuffs up, and I realize: Even now, I've been breathing.
I've made sure of your existence so many times, but
I only realize your true importance from your absence.
If I refused your offered hand, perhaps at that time there would be a great earthquake.
If I protected your offered hand, perhaps at that time, what I wanted to protect was myself.
I can embrace you forever, but
What really scares me is not being able to let go.
*La la la la la
Hey hey hey hey
La la la la la
Oh whoa whoa oh
La la la la la
Hey hey hey hey
La la la la la
Oh whoa whoa oh *
I talk to people, and I realize: There aren't any words I want to say.
I meet with people halfheartedly, and I realize: There are feelings I want to get across.
I can keep trying to explain you this way, but
"Thank you" isn't enough for my true thanks.
*repeat*
Inside of our clock, only one thing is right:
To grasp the truth; to get the truth across.
I try to count the years, and I realize: It's small, but I have a history.
Almost at the same time, I understand: An end is coming to that, too.
I can remember you at any time, but
What I really want isn't memory, it's now.
After I've forgotten you, I'll remember: There are things our pasts shared.
After I've lost you, I'll find it: The importance of our meeting.
Anyone's existence in this world isn't enough to take, but
Someone else's world, with that, can be created.
I've made sure of your existence so many times, but
Your real self, even in your absence, is here.
Our clock moves on, unstoppably.
*repeat*