平凡な狂詩曲(A Mundane Rhapsody)

日本語 - English 午前七時、時計の針が カチリと脳を刺した カーテン越しの太陽は いつもより無表情で 新聞を読んだ　誰かが死んだ 名前も知らない著名人 コーヒーは冷めていたけど なんとなく、生きていた - 7 a.m. — the ticking hands of the clock Clicked sharply and pierced my mind. The sunlight through the curtain Looked more expressionless than usual. I read the newspaper — someone had died, A famous person I didn’t even know. The coffee had already gone cold, But somehow, I kept on living. ほんの些細な 日々の継ぎ接ぎ 溶けかけた記憶に 火をつけた - Just tiny fragments Patched-together days Set fire to the Half-melted memories. 午前九時、電車に揺られ 無言の戦士が詰め込まれ 夢も野心も折り畳んで スーツのポケットに仕舞った 改札の音、同じ顔、同じビル お疲れ様で始まる黙劇 言葉のない社交辞令 聞こえないふりの名演技 - 9 a.m. — swaying on the train, Packed with silent warriors. Dreams and ambition folded neatly, Tucked into suit pockets. The turnstile beep, the same faces, the same buildings — A pantomime beginning with “Good work today.” Polite phrases with no real words, Perfectly acted deafness. 午後三時、窓の外 知らない雲が笑ってた あなたの人生はどう？ って誰かの声が滲んだ - 3 p.m. — outside the window, Strange clouds were laughing. “How’s your life going?” Blurred into someone’s voice. 午後六時、帰り道 赤信号がやけに長くて 交差点の真ん中で 立ち止まったまま、考えた “誰かの人生を生きてるみたい” と、ポツリ呟いてみた それでもこの靴の音は まだ　どこかへ向かってる - 6 p.m. — on the way home, The red light felt unusually long. Right in the middle of the intersection, I stopped and started thinking: "It’s like I’m living someone else’s life," I muttered quietly to no one. Still, the sound of my footsteps Keeps moving somewhere, ahead. ねぇ、誰か覚えてる？ 昨日と似た今日のこと 僕らの日常は きっと、ラプソディだったんだ - Hey… does anyone remember? This today that looks just like yesterday? Our everyday lives — They must’ve been a mundane rhapsody all along.