If today was your last day, and tomorrow was to late, could you say good bye to yesterday…

I like the lyric…

Hanabi by Mr.Children

(english translation)

What value left is there
in this world I live in?
It makes me think that its all meaningless
or maybe I’m just tired?

in exchange for something I got
i gave up a number of precious things
but it’s not such a peaceful world
that I can lament each and every one.

what kind of dreams should I envision?
what kind of hopes should I take with me as I go forward?
these seemingly impossible to answer questions
get buried in my day to day life.

if you were here I wonder what you would say?
you’d probably say I was being “gloomy” and have a laugh.
i just wish i could see your gentle smile to blow away my melancholy.

even if it’s a light like fireworks
that can never be caught
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
I want to reach out for it.

we all carry sadness with us
but we hope for a better tomorrow
I wonder to what extent we can love a world
gripped by fear, thrown into unrest?

I get choked up on the words ’cause I think too much
I hate how clumsy I am
Yet oddly enough, I hate more how skillfully I can pretend.

whether we spend the years laughing or crying

time passes the same for all
the future is calling to us
are you, now, hearing it too?

even though we knew from the start
that we’d eventually have to say goodbye
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
and as many times as I can I hope to see you again.

I never imagined that simply meeting you
could make the world seem so beautiful
would you laugh at me for being simple minded?
I want to say “thank you” to you from my heart.

I wish my heart flowed fast and smooth like water

so that it would not settle in one place.
for all those times when I need to see you
for those times when I’ll miss you so
one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time
I want to burn your memory deep in me.

we all have our problems
but we hope for a better tomorrow
I wonder to what extent we can love a world
gripped by fear, thrown into unrest?

one more time, one more time,
one more time, one more time…

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