Description
A warm wind turns the pages of spring - it's not summer yet, but it's no longer the past. The hat flies off somewhere into the sky, as if it too had decided to escape from seriousness, and along with it, the remnants of old grudges and unsent messages. Everything around is a bit awkward, careless, like the first kiss after a fight: it feels clumsy, but that's what life is all about. The sounds flow softly, like the rain that has just ended - and now the streets are glistening, and the air smells of a chance to start all over again. There's no drama here, just a quiet acknowledgement that time passes, people change, but the meeting will still happen. Even if it's on the corner of the same city where they once laughed under a sudden April rain.
Lyrics and translation
Original
荒川土手を風が吹き抜けて 一節リクラブの帽子を飛ばした。
黄昏三日月 夜に舞うルナルビー そんな出来事も笑い話になる。
雨のち晴れてヒョウが降る。
四月の空気まぐれほど虹がかかる。
今見つけた はずの夢の欠片と置 きっぱなしのギターケース持って。
１００度目の待ち合わせ に行くよ。
たどり着い た 歌を待ってたまで。 愛愛のコーヒー両手を温めて。
セミのストーリー思い を焦がしても。
できることならこれだけさ。
ゴミ置き場に花を飾り虹をかける よ。
最後の言葉もあの日の顔もどうどうどうなって。
いつもの街角君の仕草も変わ変わ変わっ てく。 フェスティバルは続く。
今見つけたはずの夢の欠片と置きっぱ なしのギターケース持って。 １００度目の待ち合わせに行くよ。
たどり着いた歌を待ってたわ。
正しいのささやき を信じて。
English translation
The wind blew across the Arakawa bank, blowing away my hat.
Crescent moon at twilight, Lunarubee dancing in the night Even such events become a joke.
After the rain, it clears up and there is a hailstorm.
The April sky is full of rainbows.
I was carrying the piece of the dream I had just found and my abandoned guitar case.
I'm going to our 100th meeting.
Until I arrived, I was waiting for the song. Warm your hands with lovey coffee.
Even if Cicada's thoughts on the story are burning.
This is all I can do.
Decorate the garbage area with flowers and make a rainbow.
What happened to his last words and his face that day?
Even the usual street corner guy's behavior changes. The festival continues.
I took with me the piece of the dream I had just found and the guitar case I left behind. I'm going to meet you for the 100th time.
I was waiting for the song that arrived.
Believe in the whispers of truth.