GLAY – pure soul

GLAY – pure soul     

I make a comfortable living, but I feel unsatisfied somehow  

Such a night comes sometimes  

Such a night comes sometimes  

I left the town without knowing what I feared  

Even if the glory I desperately pursues casts a significant meaning on tomorrow  

There is also an undesirable consequence  

Amid repeated daily life  

Shouldering an unavoidable proposition, wavering, and struggling

I’m fumbling for an exit in the middle of night

The time to throw a dice has come, and I stand still at the crossroads of life

There were fellows who pursued a number of dreams and broke a sweat together with me

Without leeway to look back at the boy dashing while raising his voice

I let the embers of my worn-out youth smolder deep inside

“The dawn is still far away”

Someone mutters “I still cannot have the slyness to survive,” but

It’s everyone’s problem

I abandoned some emotions for meager pleasure, and

Found myself unable to say “Cherish your dream”

One night, I sobbed, afraid of becoming alone

Why do the two of us in those days look very precious?

We’ve walked a quite long distance shoulder-to-shoulder, but

Love cannot remain itself, and will change its form someday

My family members and sweetheart I live with

Am I loving them nicely?

Why are we still pondering after seeing good answers?

I hope that “I love you” will be conveyed,

No matter whether these words are mediocre and have been used by countless people

I’ve reached so far that I can no longer hear the voice of my parents

With the lullaby I heard when I was little in my hand

Before dawn

I drove along an expressway alone

Landscapes and seasons pass by

Thinking and getting irritated

Feeling like overcoming everything

The time to throw a dice has come, and I stand still at the crossroads of life

Those who have supported me so far

Can they hear this song?

In days I pray, the sky on that once-in-a-lifetime day encourages me, 

As I’m a bit wimpy, by saying “Live more resiliently”

There is a thing I recall somehow when I feel the kindness of people

It’s the love you showed when seeing me walking on my own for the first time

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子守歌 [komoriuta]: a lullaby