Ayumi Hamasaki
Japanese pop singer.
I feel most miserable
When I can't step "step up to the plate"
You know? People often say
Regret from doing it is better than regret for not doing it
Isn't it? It's as if we have just entered a new age
It's a miracle;
we will never experience it again
Let's remember it once more
Yayayaya Gagagaga Dadadada Wowowowo
Yayayaya Gagagaga Dadadada Wowowowo
Even if you think you are too bold
It's all fine
In all honesty, I'm hesitant
To be prudent and reserved
OK, together now, "Bold & Delicious!"
Don't watch me quietly, stand up please, "Bold & Delicious!"
You see? The times have changed
But why do I still hear people say
"Tears are woman's weapons"?
We don't cry easily
We are not always flirty
We are not dolls
Who are only dressed to the nines.
Goodbye. You have gone to the place where we can never meet again
I can't accept the coldness of an eternal parting
I wish I could have heard you say
That surely, you had loved me
Only once, even if it were a lie
You once said long ago
while stroking my hair,
"When you wake up, there'll be
a nice present
by your pillow."
On that day, you decided
That you would walk by yourself
On the endless road
that crosses the clouds [and leads] to the sky
Leaving so much here
I want to tell you and talk about.
This is a common case,
seriously,
It looks like a fight with him
But she's really fighting with herself.
How many times have I lost my way?
Every time, the one who gave me a hand
Was you.
When I lost my way, and
When the road was too long,
I was muttering to myself.
Life is just that way...
This year, once again, the seasons have passed.
Memories have faded.
The border between my blurry dream and
reality has become blurred.
Even so, the dream I once told you of
did not have a single lie.
If time is a fading dream
Then it would be like a flower
Even if destined to fall
It would be all the more valuable in its transience.
If you were alone
and suddenly became blind,
and even so
you keep walking forward.
It was not coincidental that we chose what's left
If the universe has a will
I think we are part of it
Tender and precious
How many times have I searched for something
Found and lost it
Since then?
Today, in this city
two people will meet and lock eyes;
the curtains are then turbulently thrown open.
[...] Today, in this city
two people will separate their paths;
the curtains are then silently lowered.
Reality will always deceive us
But in that, you see, only your answer is hidden
If you feel you have not seen it
It is something you brought about with your own hands.
[...]Everyone has a secret. Right? Of course I have a secret. I think maybe you too?