中島みゆき – 糸

Miyuki Nakajima – Thread     

We have no idea why our paths cross  

There is no telling when our paths will cross  

Where have you been?

Where have you lived?

Two stories under the distant skies

The warp is you, and the weft is me

Someday, cloth woven with them may warm someone

Splinters of traces of days I wondered why I live

Splinters of traces of days I chased a dream and fell down

Doubting the value of this thread and feeling helpless, 

I shuddered in the wind

The warp is you, and the weft is me

Someday, cloth woven with them may cover the scars of someone

The warp is you, and the weft is me

People call the encounter with a thread of destiny happiness

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糸 [ito]: thread, yarn

縦糸 [tateito]: warp

横糸 [yokoito]: weft