Namonaki Uta
Mr. Children
words and music by
Sakurai Kazutoshi
if it's just a little bit spoiled,
I'm gonna eat it without anything left over.
oh darling, who are you?
holding tight to reality.
if you're doubting me,
I'll cut my throat for you.
oh darling, I am a simpleton.
I'll give you something precious.
standing amongst the annoyed denizens of the city
we don't seem to have our true feelings...
in such an incongruous lifetime
don't you sometimes get emotionally distraught?
but darling, we'll worry together
I'll devote my life to you.
blaming somebody else for being too weak
to live with my heart as it is
if you're struggling in the cage of the self,
built up before you knew it,
then so am I.
no matter how close a kindred mind,
a lonely night is coming.
oh darling, surely this ill feeling
won't disappear
I've come to make various things my stepping stones but
I get the feeling at last I've found something I'm not supposed to lose.
as your mannerisms get more humouruous,
they make my feelings gentler
oh darling, let me hear the story of your dreams
everytime we meet.
surely love is not something which I give or take,
when I look around, it's just there.
I sing as the city wind blows on me,
I should throw away that strange pride,
and begin from there.
despair, disappointment (down)
what did you burry?
love, freedom, hope, dreams, (courage)
look down, you can surely find them at your feet.
falling into a love which takes its own course,
even if someone gets hurt,
it's not a wound to their heart everytime.
if you sympathize with someobody,
it comes back to haunt you
and it's your own heart which is stabbed.
but...
because I wish to live with my heart as it is,
again I'm going to hurt someone.
if you're struggling in the cage of the self,
built up before you knew it,
everyone has the same problem, and so do I.
something without a shape called "love"
it's always hard to relate it to someone,
that's why darling, this song without a name
is forever dedicated to you.
Romaji to come soon
Translation from
Centigrade-j.
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