Kuchibue - Kaori Mochida перевод на английский

Kuchibue

頼り無く二つ並んだ
不揃いの影が
北風に揺れながら延びてく

凸凹のまま膨らんだ君への想いは
この胸のほころびから顔を出した

口笛を遠く
永遠に祈る様に遠く
響かせるよ
言葉より確かなものに
ほら 届きそうな気がしてんだ

さあ 手を繋いで 僕らの現在が
途切れない様に
その香り その身体
その全てで僕は生き返る
夢を摘むんで帰る畦道
立ち止まったまま
そしてどんな場面も
二人なら笑えますように

無造作にさげた鞄に
タネが詰まっていて
手品の様 ひねた僕を笑わせるよ
形あるものは次第に
姿を消すけれど
君がくれた
この温もりは消せないさ

いつもは素通りしてたベンチに座り
見渡せば
よどんだ街の景色さえ
ごらん 愛しさに満ちてる

ああ 雨上がりの遠くの空に
虹が架かったなら
戸惑いや 不安など
簡単に吹き飛ばせそうなのに
乾いた風に口笛は
澄み渡ってゆく
まるで世界中を優しく
包み込むように

子供の頃に
夢中で探してたものが
ほら 今 目の前で手を広げている
怖がらないで
踏み出しておいで

さあ 手を繋いで
僕らの現在が途切れない様に
その香り その身体
その全てで僕は生き返る
夢を摘むんで帰る畦道
立ち止まったまま
そしてどんな場面も
二人で笑いながら
優しく響く
あの口笛のように

Kuchibue

Unreliable shadows
Juxtaposed, they lay;
Stretching, waving in the northern wind.

My feelings towards you, bumpy and undefined,
Emerged from the cracks in my heart.

Whistling into the void,
Praying it would travel infinitely far,
I made my song be heard.
It would be more certain than words,
And I had a feeling it would reach you.

So join hands with me, and together,
We’ll keep our present moment alive.
Your scent, your body,
They revive me in their entirety.
As we return home along the path,
Picking flowers, we pause.
And in every situation,
We can laugh, as long as we’re together.

In your carelessly fastened bag,
Seeds are concealed,
And like a magic trick, you make me laugh.
All physical items gradually
Fade away and disappear,
But the warmth you’ve given me,
That warmth will never die.

We sit on a bench we always used to pass by,
And gaze out.
Even the dull cityscape
Becomes beautiful, filled with my love for you.

Oh, if only a rainbow would appear
In the distant sky after the rain,
All my worries and anxieties
Could simply be blown away.
In the dry breeze, my whistle
Becomes clear and resonant,
As if it could gently
Envelop the entire world.

In my childhood,
Something I searched for with great effort,
See, it’s right before my eyes, reaching out its hand.
Don’t be afraid,
Come closer, take a step forward.

So join hands with me, and together,
We’ll keep our present moment alive.
Your scent, your body,
They revive me in their entirety.
As we return home along the path,
Picking flowers, we pause.
And in every situation,
We can laugh, as long as we’re together,
Our laughter gentle,
Like the song of my whistle.