Glass - 窓

napott

britpop, indie pop, lo-fi

朝のホーム。押し出されるまま今日も同じ車両。
Morning platform. Pushed along, in the same train car again today.

誰かに追われないように。こぼれそうな息を止めてた。
Trying not to be chased by anyone. I was holding back a breath that nearly escaped.

流れる街並み。見ているようで何も見てない。
The cityscape flows. I seem to be looking, but I'm seeing nothing at all.

つり革の冷たい感触。それだけが確かだった。
The cold touch of the hand strap. That was the only thing that felt real.

どこへ行くのか。降りる場所だけ間違えないように。それだけでも。
Where am I going? Just making sure I don't miss my stop. That was enough.

昼の窓には景色。ただ、明日へ。
In the daytime window, the view. Just toward tomorrow.

名前のない何かを抱えて、何かを守るふりしてたってる。
Clutching something nameless, standing there, pretending to protect something.

走り続けるガラスの中に。あの日の自分はいなかった。
Inside the glass of the moving train. My old self wasn't there.

生きることに忙しすぎて。いつか、あえるのかな。
Too busy with the act of living. I wonder if I'll ever meet myself.

帰りは少し空いてる。明かりが揺れて、にじんで。
The way home, a bit empty. Lights swaying, blurring.

窓の向こう見てるつもりがそこに疲れた顔。
I thought I was looking out the window, but there, a tired face.

若いころ思ってたこと。いま、思ってる違うこと。
Things I thought when I was young. Things I think now, they’re different.

夢なんていうより先に。だまってこらえる夜がふえた。
Before speaking of dreams. The nights I spend in silent endurance have increased.

遠くへいければいいと。そんなことないんだ。やっとわかった。
I thought going far was enough. But that's not it. I finally understand.

夜の窓。自分がいた。初めてちゃんとみる。
Night window. There I was. For the first time, I'm really looking.

何をおいてきたの？ ここまできちゃったよ。
What did I leave behind? I've come all this way.

流れるあかり。帰れない日々が揺れて。
Flowing lights. The days I can't return to, flickering.

生きぬくことにむちゅうだった。それがいまここにある。
I was so desperate just to survive. That is what exists here, right now.

こたえなんてなくていい。遠回りばかりでも。
It's okay if there are no answers. Even if it's all just detours.

追いかけた日々。越えてきた夜。
The days I chased. The nights I endured.

全部わたしの時間。全部わたしの名前。
All of it, my time. All of it, my name.

昼も夜も。同じ空があったよ。
Day and night. The same sky was always there.

急いだ日も、迷いの日々も。たぶん無駄じゃないよ。
The rushed days, the lost days. Maybe, none of it was in vain.

走りつづける人生のガラスにやっと映る。
In this life that keeps running. Finally, reflected in the glass.

誰かじゃなくてここに。わたしがいたんだ。
Not "someone," but right here. I was here.

明日も景色は流れる。それでもいい。やっとつながった。
Tomorrow the scenery will flow again. That's fine. Finally, it's all connected.

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朝のホーム。押し出されるまま今日も同じ車両。 Morning platform. Pushed along, in the same train car again today. 誰かに追われないように。こぼれそうな息を止めてた。 Trying not to be chased by anyone. I was holding back a breath that nearly escaped. 流れる街並み。見ているようで何も見てない。 The cityscape flows. I seem to be looking, but I'm seeing nothing at all. つり革の冷たい感触。それだけが確かだった。 The cold touch of the hand strap. That was the only thing that felt real. どこへ行くのか。降りる場所だけ間違えないように。それだけでも。 Where am I going? Just making sure I don't miss my stop. That was enough. 昼の窓には景色。ただ、明日へ。 In the daytime window, the view. Just toward tomorrow. 名前のない何かを抱えて、何かを守るふりしてたってる。 Clutching something nameless, standing there, pretending to protect something. 走り続けるガラスの中に。あの日の自分はいなかった。 Inside the glass of the moving train. My old self wasn't there. 生きることに忙しすぎて。いつか、あえるのかな。 Too busy with the act of living. I wonder if I'll ever meet myself. 帰りは少し空いてる。明かりが揺れて、にじんで。 The way home, a bit empty. Lights swaying, blurring. 窓の向こう見てるつもりがそこに疲れた顔。 I thought I was looking out the window, but there, a tired face. 若いころ思ってたこと。いま、思ってる違うこと。 Things I thought when I was young. Things I think now, they’re different. 夢なんていうより先に。だまってこらえる夜がふえた。 Before speaking of dreams. The nights I spend in silent endurance have increased. 遠くへいければいいと。そんなことないんだ。やっとわかった。 I thought going far was enough. But that's not it. I finally understand. 夜の窓。自分がいた。初めてちゃんとみる。 Night window. There I was. For the first time, I'm really looking. 何をおいてきたの？ここまできちゃったよ。 What did I leave behind? I've come all this way. 流れるあかり。帰れない日々が揺れて。 Flowing lights. The days I can't return to, flickering. 生きぬくことにむちゅうだった。それがいまここにある。 I was so desperate just to survive. That is what exists here, right now. こたえなんてなくていい。遠回りばかりでも。 It's okay if there are no answers. Even if it's all just detours. 追いかけた日々。越えてきた夜。 The days I chased. The nights I endured. 全部わたしの時間。全部わたしの名前。 All of it, my time. All of it, my name. 昼も夜も。同じ空があったよ。 Day and night. The same sky was always there. 急いだ日も、迷いの日々も。たぶん無駄じゃないよ。 The rushed days, the lost days. Maybe, none of it was in vain. 走りつづける人生のガラスにやっと映る。 In this life that keeps running. Finally, reflected in the glass. 誰かじゃなくてここに。わたしがいたんだ。 Not "someone," but right here. I was here. 明日も景色は流れる。それでもいい。やっとつながった。 Tomorrow the scenery will flow again. That's fine. Finally, it's all connected.

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