romaji
kono machi wo miwataseru boku dake no basho roof top
douro ni ugomeku no wa maru de ari no you na ningen
acchi wa kuuki ga ususugi te
Do you feel the same?
Nani ga iya de doko ni nigete ittatte karamawari
tada ookiku shinkokyuusuru tte koto saemo wasureteru
kocchi wa kazetooshi ga yoku te boku de irareru
minna wa sore ni kidzukanai no kana?
ryoute hirogete sora wo kanjite
mou chotto raku ni ikiraretara
chippokena jibun mijiki wa my life
doushiyou mo nai kurai no aozora ni
negau koto wa tada hitotsu “tsuyoku naritai”
docchi tukazu makotohiru no koumorisan yoru ni okaeri
koko kara no koe wa todokanai
ittai nanji kara takusan no mono wo
kakaekonde shimattan darou
boku no te wa futatsu futatsu ijou no
mono nante tsukamenai hazu na no ni
sore ga kitto hontou na no ni
risou to shiteru jibun oitsuketenai omoikomi wo
dahashite mitai
kono sora to jimen wo sakasa ni shitara ari mo kitto toberu
ryoute hirogete sora wo kanjite
mou chotto raku ni ikiraretara
chippokena jibun mijiki wa my life
doushiyou mo nai kurai no aozora ni
negau koto wa tada hitotsu dake
ittai nanji kara takusan no mono wo
kakaekonde shimattan darou
boku no te wa futatsu futatsu ijou no
mono nante tsukamenai hazu na no ni
sore ga kitto hontou datte shitteru no ni |
english
My own private place, where I can look over the entire city – this rooftop
The people wriggling along the roads look just like ants
The air down there can get pretty stifling sometimes,
Do you feel the same?
What are you running from, and where are you running to, spinning your wheels
In such a hectic place one even forgets to take big, deep breaths
Up here the air is nice and full; I can just be me
Doesn’t anyone else notice?
With arms open and palms spread wide, I can feel the sky
Once I can settle down and live life a bit more calmly
I realize that “my self” is a tiny thing, and that very smallness is my life
And as I look up to the overwhelmingly blue sky,
I wish for one thing, and one thing alone: “I want to become strong”
Oh Mr. Bat, out of place flying in the foggy midday sky – welcome back to the night
A voice spoken from here won’t be going anywhere
Just when in the world was it since
I managed to start embracing so many things?
My hands are two in number, so I shouldn’t be able
to grasp more than two things, right?
Even though that should be the case...
I strive for ideals, and would like to take the perceived notions which lag behind
and break them down
If the sky and the ground were to change places, surely ants would be able to fly
With arms open and palms spread wide, I can feel the sky
Once I can settle down and live a bit more calmly
I realize that “my self” is a tiny thing, and that very smallness is my life
And as I look up to the overwhelmingly blue sky,
I wish for one thing, and one thing alone
Just when in the world was it since
I managed to start embracing so many things?
My hands are two in number, so I shouldn’t be able
to grasp more than two things, right?
Even though I realize that should be the case... |