May 04, 2007 11:48
Note: when reading this, please listen closely to the song
Sunny Hill
(Hi No Ataru Sakamichi)
The wind blows out of season, bringing with them memories.
The smiles, concern, love and the friendship that both of you gave me that I really miss so much is like left forever in a distant city.
We will grow old, never having found anything we could call our treasure.
It can't all end like this.
It's as if we are still there, as honest as we were that day,
Beyond that hill road everybody crosses someday.
We took the long way, but someday
I know we can make it there
Surely, surely someday.
There are things that keep on changing,
And there are things that never change too,
They keep adding up, but there's one thing left...
One thing that I, and even you can still feel love for...
I remember that interrupted melody,
Softly, in my heart...
When I look back on that road I can't go back down again,
but rather, I stop completely.
If I can break the door of sadness
just by laughing at it,
Then I'll try to keep walking ahead,
Without ever going astray again...
Always, as always.
It's as if we are still there, as honest as we were that day that I ate my pride and my courage, beyond that hill road everybody crosses someday.
We all know, we all took the long way, but someday
We know we can make it there --
Surely, surely someday.
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