Early Monday morning, a strange girl was singing,
And from her empty wish,
A meager omen began to bud.

An old woman in a red coat was the first to appreciate her.
Then shortly after, a group of boys in their 20s came to a halt.

The girl kept singing in her strange way…
She just kept singing in her strange way.

Half a year later, supporters had begun to amass in the square,
And from the thick of the crowd, even a clergyman in a suit was cheering.

Her tiny wish is today’s standard;
The girl kept singing in her strange way…
Still present, in her strange way.

She just kept singing.
Even if no one looks her way,
Or talks about her behind her back;
Even if she would eventually be forgotten by all,
She just kept singing in her strange way.

月曜日の朝から　風変わりな少女が歌う
その小さな願いから
ささやかな兆しが芽吹いたんだ

赤いコートの老婆がまずは最初の理解者
二十歳前後の少年たちが　少し後から足を止めた

少女は風変わりなまま歌う
風変わりなまま歌ったんだ

半年後の広場は賛同者で膨れあがった
中央ではスーツの聖職者が声をあげた

小さな願いは今日　スタンダードだ
少女は風変わりなまま歌ったんだ
風変わりなまま　そこに在ったんだ

ただ歌った
誰にも見向きもされないまま
後ろ指さえ差されなくても
やがて人々が忘れてしまっても
風変わりのまま　ただ歌ったんだ