澄み渡る空、その向こうに僕が見たもの。
望んでも自分はただ無力で
青く澄んだ秋の空遠すぎて
思い詰めてしまう自分が悲しくて
かなわない事もあるよって、笑った。

もし僕に願い事が一つだけ　かなうとしたら―
でもふと気づくと僕には、心の底から望むことなんて何一つ無かった。

ただもし僕にも　うたがうたえるなら
まだ生きてる事が　許されるなら
僕は僕のために　自分を削って燃やすよ
誰かの心に一瞬でも　響いたなら
僕はこの世界に　生まれてきてよかったんだね・・・？

いつかみんな死ぬんだってわかってれば
こんな憎み合う事もないのかな？
僕はただ純粋（きれい）になりたくて
なれない自分がよくイヤになるよ

僕の心は「何か」が欠けているから
無意識に人を傷つけてしまうんだ
でも、こんな僕にもまだ誰かの心に強く
刻める「何か」が与えられてるとしたら

僕はこの「体」で　自分をブチ壊すよ
もしまだ僕に時間が残されてるなら
この日の風のにおい、通りを行く人々
何でもないような事をそう、確かめるだけで
僕はなぜか少し、救われた気がするんだ・・・


神様は僕にこの「声」をくれた
きれいな花見られる「目」をくれた
“きれい。”と感じられる「心」をくれた
それで僕はあの人に、何を返せた？

神様のくれたこの体使って
生きてるこの喜びをうたうんだ
あの空の青さや、太陽のあたたかさ
揺らめく木々の葉　こぼれる光

いつか消えるのなら
「生きてる」愛しさや、悲しみや辛さまで、受け止めるんだ
僕はここに、いるよ
ちゃんと感じて、いるよ？
誰かがこのちっぽけな僕を求めてくれたら・・・
僕はもう、それでいいよ。
君に会いに行こう。



sumiwataru sora, sono mukou ni boku ga mita mono
nozonde mo jibun wa tada muryoku de
aokusunda aki no sora toosugite
omoitsumete shimau jibun ga kanashikute
kanawanai koto mo aru yotte, waratta.

moshi boku ni negai koto ga tootsu dake kanautoshitara~
demo futo kizuku to boku ni wa, kokoro no soko kara nozomu koto nante
nani hitotsu nakatta.

tada moshi boku ni mo utagautaeru nara
mada ikiteru koto ga yurusareru nara
boku wa boko no tame ni jibun o kezuttemoyasu yo
dareka no kokoro ni isshun demo hibiitanara
boku wa kono sekai ni umaretekite yokattanda ne... ?

itsuka minna shinundatte wakattereba
konna nikumi au koto mo nai no kana?
boku wa tada kirei ni naritakute
narenai jibun ga yoku iya ni naru yo

boku no kokoro wa "nanika" ga kakete iru kara
muishiki ni hito o kitsukete shimaunda
demo, konna boku ni mo mada dareka no kokoro ni tsuyoku
usameru "nanika" ga ataerareteru toshitara

boku wa kono "karada" de jibun o buchi kowasu yo
moshi mada boku ni toki ga nokosareteru nara
kono hi no kaze no nioi, tori o iku hitobito
nani demo nai you na koto o sou, tashikameru dake de
boku wa nazeka sukoshi, sukuwareta ki ga surunda...

kami-sama wa boku ni kono "koe" o kureta
kirei na hana mirareru "me" o kureta
"kirei." to kanjirareru "kokoro" o kureta
sorede boku wa ano hito ni, nani o kaeseta?

kami-sama no kureta kono karada tsukatte
ikiteru kono yorokobi o utaunda
ano sora no aosa ya, tayou no atatakasa
kirameku kigi no ha koboreru hikari

itsuka kieru no nara
"ikiteru" aishisa ya, kanashimi ya tsurasa made, uketomerunda
boku wa koko ni, iru yo
chanto kanjite, iru yo?
dareka ga kono chippokena boku o motomete kuretara...
boku wa mou, sorede ii yo.
kimi ni ai ni ikou.
romaji by murasame
sumiwataru sora, sono mukou ni boku ga mita mono
(What I saw beyond the clear sky)
no matter how I wish, I'm powerless
the clear blue autumn sky so far away
I get sad brooding over things,
and laugh that "some things don't come true"

-if I could have just one wish comme true-
But then I noticed, deep in my heart there just wasn't anything I
wanted.

If at least I can sing, and I'm still allowed to live,
I'll shave away then burn myself for my own sake,
If for at least "a moment" I'll resound in someone's heart.
"Was it OK for me to be born to this world...?"

If we can understand that we'll all die one day, I wonder if
we wouldn't hate each other so much?
I just want to be pure, and I can't so I hate myself sometimes.

There is "something" missing from my heart, so unconsciously
I hurt people.
But if I'm given this "something" that I can mark deeply
on other people's hearts.

I'm going to smash myself to bits with this body,
supposing that I've enough time left,
The smell of the wind on this day, people going along the street
I felt that I had somehow been saved a little just by
assuring myself of these ordinary things.

God gave me this "voice"
and these eyes to see the pretty flowers
and this heart that feels what "pretty" is
and what did I give god in return?

I sing the joy of living using this body given to me by god,
that skies blueness, the suns warmth
the light cast down through the shaking leaves of the trees

If I'm going to someday disappear,
I'll hold the dearness of "having lived",
the sadness and even the pain.
I am here now.
I feel it... I guess ?
If only someone wanted me, as tiny as I am
I'd be fine with just that.
I'm going to meet you.
　　


Translated By: Brian Stewart & Takako Sakuma
Spiritual and Technicial Guidance: Brian Dunn

website: centigrade-J

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