GRADUATION - Yutaka Ozaki перевод на английский

GRADUATION

校舎の影 芝生の上
すいこまれる空
幻とリアルな気持ち
感じていた
チャイムが鳴り
教室のいつもの席に座り
何に従い
従うべきか考えていた
ざわめく心
今 俺にあるもの
意味なく思えて
とまどっていた
放課後 街ふらつき
俺達は風の中
孤独 瞳にうかべ
寂しく歩いた
笑い声とため息の
飽和した店で
ピンボールのハイスコアー
競いあった
退屈な心
刺激さえあれば
何でも大げさに
しゃべり続けた
行儀よくまじめなんて
出来やしなかった
夜の校舎
窓ガラス壊してまわった
逆らい続け
あがき続けた
早く自由になりたかった
信じられぬ大人との争いの中で
許しあい いったい何
解りあえただろう
うんざりしながら
それでも過ごした
ひとつだけ 解っていたこと
この支配からの 卒業
誰かの喧嘩の話に
みんな熱くなり
自分がどれだけ強いか
知りたかった
力だけが必要だと
頑なに信じて
従うとは負けることと
言いきかした
友だちにさえ
強がって見せた
時には誰かを傷つけても
やがて誰も恋に落ちて
愛の言葉と
理想の愛
それだけに心奪われた
生きる為に
計算高くなれと言うが
人を愛すまっすぐさを
強く信じた
大切なのは何
愛することと
生きる為にすることの
区別迷った
行儀よくまじめなんて
クソくらえと思った
夜の校舎
窓ガラス壊してまわった
逆らい続け あがき続けた
早く自由になりたかった
信じられぬ大人との争いの中で
許しあい
いったい何 解りあえただろう
うんざりしながら
それでも過ごした
ひとつだけ 解ってたこと
この支配からの 卒業
卒業して
いったい何解ると言うのか
想い出のほかに
何が残るというのか
人は誰も縛られた
かよわき子羊ならば
先生あなたは
かよわき大人の代弁者なのか
俺達の怒り
どこへ向うべきなのか
これからは
何が俺を縛りつけるだろう
あと何度自分自身
卒業すれば
本当の自分に
たどりつけるだろう
仕組まれた自由に
誰も気づかずに
あがいた日々も 終る
この支配からの 卒業
闘いからの 卒業

GRADUATION

School building shadows on the lawn,
The sky is sucked in.
A mix of illusion and real feelings,
I felt it.
The chime rings,
Sitting in my usual classroom seat,
What should I obey,
I was wondering.
My heart is buzzing,
What I have now,
Seems meaningless,
I was confused.
Wandering the streets after school,
We were in the wind,
Loneliness in our eyes,
We walked sadly.
In a shop saturated with
Laughter and sighs,
We competed for the pinball high score.
We competed.
Bored hearts,
As long as there was excitement,
We exaggerated everything,
And kept talking.
Being well-behaved and serious,
Was impossible.
In the school building at night,
We went around breaking windows.
We kept resisting,
We kept struggling,
We wanted to be free soon.
In the midst of the conflict with adults we couldn't trust,
Forgiving each other, what could we possibly,
Understand?
While being fed up,
We still spent our time,
There was only one thing we knew,
Graduation from this control.
Everyone got fired up
By someone's story of a fight,
We wanted to know
How strong we were.
We stubbornly believed that
Only strength was necessary,
And declared that obeying meant losing.
We said it out loud.
Even to our friends,
We pretended to be strong.
Even if it meant hurting someone sometimes,
Eventually everyone fell in love,
With words of love and
Ideal love,
Our hearts were captivated by that alone.
To live,
They say to be calculating,
But we strongly believed in
The straightforwardness of loving people.
What is important,
To love and
The things we do to live,
The distinction was confusing.
Being well-behaved and serious,
We thought it was bullshit.
In the school building at night,
We went around breaking windows.
We kept resisting, we kept struggling,
We wanted to be free soon.
In the midst of the conflict with adults we couldn't trust,
Forgiving each other,
What could we possibly understand?
While being fed up,
We still spent our time,
There was only one thing we knew,
Graduation from this control.
Graduating,
What will we understand?
Besides memories,
What will remain?
If everyone is a
Bound and weak lamb,
Teacher, are you
A spokesperson for weak adults?
Our anger,
Where should it be directed?
From now on,
What will bind me?
How many more times will I have to
Graduate myself,
To reach
The real me?
Unaware of the fabricated freedom,
The days we struggled
Are also coming to an end.
Graduation from this control,
Graduation from the fight.