A little different from the image that I would always draw, I'm bewildered
I don't want to give up, I'll keep walking
if I'd retie my loosened shoelaces, I felt like I could fly higher than before
continuing to search without doubt, for the seven colored rainbow of somewhere that's not here
the map that I'm grasping is a labyrinth, an hourglass with an open hole
a goal that's in a place I can't reach, even if I stand on my tiptoes
since when was it, i wonder, that i became unable to stay in the beautiful sky
if I'm just waiting, my real voice can't be heard
piling up, breaking, saying 'something's different!' repeating
if I try and gather it together, then maybe I'll understand something
a little different from the image that I would always draw, I'm bewildered
I don't want to give up, I'll keep walking
I ran while holding a broken toy, I wanted to see the landscape of a much farther place than before
continuing to believe without doubt, after being drenched in the rain, the seven colored rainbow
the small world, inside the drawer, the words that I lined up
many of the incomplete feelings roll away
I realized, yes, from the beginning, even then it rushed out
'somewhere that's not here', something like that, surely doesn't exist
everytime I feel like collapsing, saying 'i hate it' moping like that
if I become alone, then what will I feel
a little different from the image that I would always draw, I'm bewildered
I don't want to give up, I'll keep walking
someday, it will pile up and break saying, 'why is it, I wonder', I look back over my shoulder
when the sun rises from the other side, I wonder what I'll be able to see...
at times it repeats, moping, I look over my shoulder
even if i didn't know anything, I thought that might be best
Nota: esta cancion me ayuda a levantarme después de las caidas... gracias ma.
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