The scenes within my memories,
There beyond my eyelids,
Are weakening… like a faint mirage.
My fingers barely brush them.

If I could have lived
Never knowing pain and sadness,
Could I have kept from realizing
This warmth inside my chest?

The voice that reached me in this moment
Was a guiding light that cut through my loneliness.
As if illuminating this unclear world,
It held something precious… something gentle…
Even if my tears dry out,
It’s still burned into my memories.

As if remembering something…
As if pulling something toward me…
I was searching without direction
Having lived life losing my way.

Can you still hear me?
Do you still remember?
If it will still be heard,
I’ll voice this wish once more!

I don’t need it… I don’t need it…
It’ll just disappear someday anyway.
I don’t need it… I don’t need it,
But my heart still seeks somewhere to belong!

The slight sensation I can still feel
Is a pain almost like a gentle flame.
The beat within my chest that calls out to you
Continues on, forever and ever!

The voice that rang out in this moment
Was an embracing light that comforted my loneliness.
As if illuminating this unclear world,
It held something precious… something gentle…
Even if my tears dry out,
I’ll still remember that voice!
I can still hear your voice:
An endless story.

まぶたの向こう側
追憶の景色は
薄れてゆく　淡い陽炎
指先かすめて

痛みも哀しみも
知らずに生きてたら
胸の奥の温もりさえ
気づかずにいたのかな

今　微かに届いたその声が
孤独を切り裂き導く光
曖昧な世界を照らすような
愛しさを　優しさを
涙は枯れ果てても
記憶に焼き付いてる

思い出すかのように
手繰り寄せるかのように
探していた　あてもないまま
はぐれた過去の先で

まだ聴こえているかな？
まだ憶えているかな？
届ける事が出来るなら
もう一度だけ　この願いを

いらないよ　いらないよ
いつかは消えてしまうでしょ
いらないよ　いらないのに
心は居場所求めて

まだ　僅かに残った　感覚は
優しい灯火にも似た　痛み
会いたいと叫ぶ　胸の鼓動は
いつまでも　いつまででも

今　確かに響いたその声が
孤独に寄添い包んだ光
曖昧な世界を照らすような
愛しさを　優しさを
涙は枯れ果てても
その声を憶えてる
君の声が聴こえる
終わらない物語