Heat Haze - Delta перевод на английский

Heat Haze

Hachi gatsu juu go nichi no gogo juu ni ji han kurai no koto
Tenki ga ii
Byouki ni narisou na hodo mabushii hizashi no naka
Suru koto mo nai kara kimi to dabetteita
"Demo maa natsu wa kirai kana" neko o nade nagara
Kimi wa futebuteshiku tsubuyaita
Aa, nige dashita neko no ato o oikakete
Tobi konde shimatta no wa aka ni kawatta shingouki
Batto toota TORAKKU ga kimi o hikizutte naki sakebu
Chi shibuki no iro, kimi no kaori to mazari atte muse kaetta
Uso mitai na kagerou ga "Uso ja nai zo" tte waratteru
Natsu no mizu-iro, kakimawasu you na semi no ne ni subete kuranda
Me o samashita tokei no hari ga nari hibiku BEDDO de
Ima wa nanji?
Hachi gatsu juu yon ka no gozen juu ni ji sugi kurai o sasu
Yake ni urusai semi no koe oboeteita
Demo saa, sukoshi fushigi da na.
Onaji kouen de kinou mita yume o omoidashita
"Mou kyou wa kaerou ka"
Michi ni nuketa toki
Mawari no hito wa minna ue o miage kuchi o aketeita
Rakka shite kita tecchuu ga kimi o tsuranuite tsukisasaru
Tsunzaku himei to fuurin no oto ga kigi no sukima de karamawari
Waza to rashii kagerou ga "Yume ja nai zo" tte waratteru
Kuramu shikai ni kimi no yokogao, waratteiru you na ki ga shita
Nando sekai ga kurande mo kagerou ga waratte ubai saru.
Kurikaeshite nan juu nen. Mou tokku ni ki ga tsuiteitaro.
Konna yoku aru hanashi nara ketsumatsu wa kitto hitotsu dake.
Kurikaeshita natsu no hi no mukou
Batto oshinoke tobikonda, shunkan TORAKKU ni buchiataru
Chi shibuki no iro, kimi no hitomi to kishimu karada ni ranhanshashite
Monku arige na kagerou ni "Zamaa miro yo" tte warattara
Jitsu ni yoku aru natsu no hi no koto.
Sonna nanika ga koko de owatta.
Me o samashita hachigatsu juuyonka no BEDDO no ue
Shoujo wa tada
"Mata dame datta yo" to hitori neko o dakikakaeteta

Heat Haze

It was around half past twelve, August 15th afternoon.
The weather was fine,
the sunshine was so dazzling that I almost felt sick.
There was nothing to do, so I talked to you.
"I don't really like summers though," you muttered moodily,
as you stroked the cat.
Ah, as I chased the cat that had run away,
I tripped and fell into the red traffic light.
The screeching TRUCK dragged you away as you screamed and cried.
The color of the blood spatter mingled with your fragrance and made me dizzy.
It was like a beautiful mirage saying, "This isn't a lie."
The water-like color of summer, the raucous cries of the cicadas, and I fell to the ground.
When I woke up, the clock in the BEDROOM rang.
What time is it now?
It's a little past twelve on August 14th.
I remember that deafening sound the cicadas were making.
But you know, it's strange.
I remember the dream I had yesterday at that same park.
"Maybe it's time I went home,"
When I set out on my way,
everyone around me was looking up at the sky, mouths agape.
A falling airplane impaled you and pierced right through you.
The painful shriek and the sound of the wind chimes echoed crazily in the gaps between the trees.
It was like an artificial mirage saying, "This isn't a dream."
Your smiling face looked distorted in the dark whirl.
However many times I collapsed, the mirage laughed and stole it all from me.
It's been going on like this for decades. I've long since come to my senses.
If this is just an ordinary story, then there's only one way it can end.
On the other side of this recurring summer day,
I push the rod away and leap, and in an instant, I collide with the TRUCK.
The colors of the blood spatter, your eyes, and your trembling body intertwined.
When I laughed at the disagreeable mirage and said, "Serves you right,"
It was an ordinary summer day.
Some story of that sort ended here.
On August 14th, she woke up in the BED and
the girl simply,
"It was no good again," she said, hugging the cat to herself.