Lyrics and translation Motohiro Hata - Dear Mr.Tomorrow

Dear Mr.Tomorrow

冷淡な街の情景 深くなるその陰影
駅前に響く演説 帰る人の波は整然
立ち止まり俯く少年 路上にうずくまる老人
思わず逸らした視線 代わり映えしない背景
大人たちはやけに饒舌 進まない工事渋滞
彼女たちもどこか不機嫌 追い立てられる日々の焦燥
人事のような喧噪 先送りされた懸案
消しても 捨てても また 求め続ける性
時代は君の中で 少しずつ 動き始めている
気付いてるかい もうすでに 古いペンキは剥がれそうだ
答えは風に吹かれ きっと 僕らを待ってた
誰に笑われたって 甘い戯言だって 謳ってよ 希望を 今
忘れてくあの光景 曖昧なままの真実
過去を顧みない現在 許しを乞うときだけ敬虔
生まれ落ちた事は偶然 さいごだけがいつも歴然
咲いても 枯れても 物を言えぬ 路傍の花
時代は廻り続け あやまちを また繰り返すけど
信じていいかい ねぇ いつか 本当に何か変わるって
答えは風に吹かれ きっと 僕らを待っている
救いのない世界を 最低な昨日を 謳ってよ 未来はくるんだ
時代は君の中で ひとつずつ 創られてゆくんだろう
信じてくんだ ねぇ いつか 本当に何か変わるまで
答えは胸の奥で きっと とうに決まってた
素晴らしい世界へ 親愛なる明日へ 謳ってよ 希望のうた

Dear Mr.Tomorrow

The scenery of the indifferent city, the shadows are deepening
A speech echoing in front of the station, the waves of people returning home are orderly
A boy standing still, looking down, an old man crouching on the street
An unintentionally averted gaze, an unchanging background
Adults talk too much, the construction is not progressing, traffic jams
The girls are also a little unhappy, the anxiety of being chased by the days
The hustle and bustle like it's none of my business, the pending issues have been postponed
No matter if we erase it, throw it away, we will continue to pursue nature
Time is moving slowly inside you
Have you noticed? The old paint is peeling off
The answer is carried by the wind, it must have been waiting for us
Even if you are laughed at, even if it is sweet nonsense, sing hope now
The forgotten scene, the vague truth
The present does not look back on the past, only when asking for forgiveness is devout
It is a coincidence to be born, only the ending is always obvious
Whether it blooms or withers, flowers by the roadside cannot speak
Time continues to circle, making mistakes again and again
Can you believe it? Honey, someday something will really change
The answer is carried by the wind, it must be waiting for us
Sing a hopeless world, the worst yesterday, the future will come
Time is created one by one inside you
I believe, Honey, until something really changes
The answer has long been decided in the depths of my heart
Sing a song of hope to the wonderful world, to dear tomorrow