Friday, October 29, 2010

Utakata Hanabi

Afureru hito de nigiwau hachigatsu matsu no omatsuri
Yukata wo kite geta mo haite
Karan koron oto wo tateru
Fui ni agatta hanabi wo futari de miageta toki
Muchuu de miteru kimi no kao wo
Sotto nusumi mita no

Kimi no koto kirai ni naretara ii no ni
Kyou mitai na hi ni wa kitto
Mata omoidashite shimau yo

Konna kimochi shiranakya yokatta
Mou nidoto aeru koto mo nai no ni
Aitai… Aitainda
Ima demo omou kimi ga ita ano natsu no hi wo

Sukoshi tsukarete futari michibata ni koshikake tara
Tooku kikoeru ohayashi no ne hyururira nari hibiku
Yozora ni saita ookina ookina nishiki kamuro
Mou sukoshi de natsu ga owaru
Futto setsunaku naru…

Sakasama no HAATO ga uchi agatteta
Ahaha tte warai atte
Suki da yo tte KISU wo shita

Mou wasureyou kimi no koto zenbu
Konna ni mo kanashikute
Doushite deatte shimattandarou
Me wo tojireba
Ima mo kimi ga soko ni iru you de

Amai toiki binetsu wo
Obiru watashi wa kimi ni koishita
Sono koe ni
Ah.. Sono hitomi ni kizukeba toki wa
Sugi satteku no ni
Mada kimi no omokage wo sagashite

Hitorikiri de miageru hanabi ni
Kokoro ga chikuri to shita
Mou sugu sugi no kisetsu ga
Yatte kuru yo
Kimi to miteta utakata hanabi
Ima demo omou
Ano natsu no hi wo

English Translation

The festival at the end of August flooded with people
wearing yukata and geta,*
making sounds of click-clack ring.
As the fireworks suddenly went off, we looked up,
and I stole a glance at your enraptured face.

I wish I could hate you.
But during days like today, I will surely
once again remember these memories.

I wish I never knew these feelings.
Yet even though we cannot meet again,
I want to see you. I want to see you.
Even now, I think of the summer days when you were here.

As we sat and rested on the roadside,
we could hear the sound of the ohayashi* far away,
the fluttering echo.
Giant brocade crowns bloom in the night sky.
As summer ends soon,
I suddenly feel sad.

My upside down heart jumped up
as we both laughed “ahaha.”
“I love you.”
And we kissed.

I want to forget everything about you.
As it is, I’m’ still sad.
Why did I ever meet you?
If I close my eyes,
I can feel like you are there even now.

With a sweet sigh,
I feverishly fell in love with you-
That voice, those eyes-
Even though when I realized it, the time had already passed,
I still search for your face.

As I look up at the fireworks by myself,
my heart prickles in pain.
Soon, the next season
will be here.
The ephemeral fireworks I watched with you-
Even now, I think of that summer day.

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