“If I could be born again,
I wonder what kind of person I would become.”
Just indulging in fantasies,
They overlap with the dream I once had.
Reality is harsh, showing its fangs,
As I thrust the tip of the short knife I grasp
Towards its throat that’s like
That of a beast, a monster.
Even if I’m just a small existence,
Even if I’m immature and weak now,
To protect you, from now on,
I’ll continue to advance on any difficult path.
I think that an unbreakable heart
Isn’t the only strength.
Providing reassurance by leaning on each other,
Giving and receiving,
It all pushes us forward.
Even if our statures change,
Even if our paths diverge,
The distance between you and me will always remain the same.
It would be nice if even our bond could deepen.
Each time we overcome something, we grow larger.
When we feel like giving up and struggle,
Someone extends a warm hand
To help us start walking again.
Even if we’re just small existences,
Because we’re certainly still connected,
There’s no need to fear; we’ll always be
Holding hands
Under the same destiny.