A keresés eredménye

Vidro

'I won't lie to you, so don't lie to me either, okay?'
'What pushy justice.' Every time I try to do the right thing,
I'm met with skepticism,
 
When I'm honest, I suffer losses and become empty. Even so, even so
 
Ah, I want to be an upright person, an upright person
My wavering heart tells a lie, liar, liar, liar
Yes, I want to be perfect, ah, I can't be tainted with evil
Having an honest heart makes you dumb! I believe
 
Ah, 'That's a sophism,' you say, 'You put on airs to dissimulate.'
So what's bad about it? I admire how you've grown.
 
If children need to learn dirtiness so as to mature, I'd rather remain a child, remain as I am now
There's no exposing my heart, if you are to lie, it means you deceive me!
 
It is difficult to make your way in life, 'That chicken is no use,' they say
How unrewarded I am! Am I a child? Or what?
 
Ah, I want to be an upright person, an upright person l
My wavering heart tells a lie, liar, liar, liar
Yes, I want to be perfect, ah, I can't be tainted with evil
Am I stupid to have a dishonest heart?
 
'Reveal my lies up to now so as to become a righteous human!'
Made of vidro,1 I have no talent, so cries
my see-through heart
being dyed in black, breaking down in tears!
I want to be human!
 

• 1. Vidro is a Portuguese word, and in English means glass.

Teardrops

I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
It's for my intoxication, asserting, 'I'm so sad.'
To the entertainment, I dance, I dance, my heart pounds with it.
How many times am I going to meet 'fun'?
 
Even so, I want to cry innocently
I want to cry innocently.
My tangled teardrops drop and fall. Am I doing badness?
 
I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently,
because I'm so sad, for real!
The fact that I can't prove my true intention, also makes me sad.
 
I transcribe my feelings which never reach you, wishing they would reach you nonetheless.
They're nothing special to tell, though.
Yes, that reminds me that cruelly, I have nothing much special to say even when in trouble.
It's just because I'm roused to protect myself.
 
I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
I'm well aware that sadness is not a plaything.
However, something got stuck— and I yell,
'Umm, that's not it! That's not it!' Still, I make light of it.
I feel I'm the only brute here.
 
Once again, I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently.
Every time I badly think of you,
my mind comes over funny.
 
I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently,
Because I'm suffocating, for real!
I feel my heart is miles away.
 
Even if I cry while looking down on them inwardly, they'll never get it.
So let's pretend to grieve moderately to grow up.
 
I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
It's for my intoxication, asserting, 'I'm so sad.'
To the entertainment, I dance, I dance, my heart pounds with it.
But it's all in my mind, in my mind, ah, ah
 
So, that's why, I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently.
My tangled teardrops drop and fall. Am I doing badness?
 
I want to cry innocently,
ah, I want to cry innocently!
Because I'm so sad, for real!
The fact that I can't prove my true intention also makes me sad.
 
My slightly entangled 'I'm so sad,' please understand it.
 
Please understand it.
 

Now, This Moment

To you, who are living through the
present moment, I'll send this song.
To you right now, who keep hanging your
head down...
 
Just why are you crying? I don't
understand at all.
Just what can I, being so powerless, do
for you?
Since I am not you, I don't understand
how you feel.
I can't just thoughtlessly tell you that
I do understand.
 
So please tell me why you are in pain.
I want to try my best to do for you
whatever I can.
 
To you, who are living through the
present moment, I'll send this song.
To you, who are trying your hardest to
live on, I'll send this song.
It's okay to cry from time to time,
but tomorrow let's go with a smile.
 
You always try so hard. You really try
too hard.
You don't have to work so hard now. It's
fine to slack off once in a while.
Although you can only live in a uncouth
manner, I like your way of life.
I really like your eyes when you laugh.
 
So please don't blame yourself so much.
At times, people grow up through relying
on others.
 
To you, who are living through the
present moment, I'll send this song.
To you, who are covered in wounds, I'll
send this song.
It's okay to run away from pain or
difficulties,
as long as you can fight again on another
day.
 
Even though so many unpleasant things
have happened, by going through them,
it becomes easier for you to notice the
little pleasant things, doesn't it?
 
To you, who are living through the
present moment, I'll send this song.
To you, who have forgotten even to smile,
I'll send this song.
You've been through so much up to today,
but you'll definitely have a happy
tomorrow.
 
So please, don't just keep suffering in
a corner alone.