English Translation |
A glint in my glaring eyes flares up like the noise of breaking the harmony They snuck in, those hearts unchanged from the days we dreamed in the garage That's right, there will never be a tomorrow that's like today; I'm roaring with sensitivity My singing heart plays this beat, certain proof that I'm alive |
What I gain, I lose; what I gain, I lose Even on the nights I cried, alone, among these changing times Everything is right here, everything; I should still Be able to go on by myself |
A pure light comes through the dark night My life is crying that these times are eternal Look, you're always reflected in the depths of my heart Just keep embracing the truth you should protect There's no reason; my trembling soul, ah |
It's generally a lie when I say I have no regrets; I spit on the roadway Accept it! I just need to be that much stronger and waste my effort once more Yeah, when I realize that I'm not clever enough to fool myself as I am Right now I think, feel; and I certainly wouldn't if there were an answer |
Those I meet, I part with; those I meet, I connect with The brilliance of the youth I'm cuddled up with, even on guileless days Everything is right here; everything is beautiful But I'm still fighting |
Even if we're swallowed by the raging ways of every repeating day We'll still be here, without waking up from the dream The voices of my friends always reach me I have no choice but to keep going in the city wind, As if shaking off loneliness; the way of life I believed in, ah |
While wandering, (I gain) the unchanging courage to keep changing things And the strength to stay here without losing or changing anything |
A pure light comes through the dark night My life is crying that these times are eternal Look, you're always reflected in the depths of my heart Just embrace the truth you should protect and go! |
Even if we're swallowed by the raging ways of every repeating day We'll still be here, without waking up from the dream The voices of my friends always reach me I have no choice but to keep going in the city wind, As if shaking off loneliness; the way of life I believed in, ah There's no reason; my trembling soul, ah |
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Baksou Yumeuta english
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