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Description
The morning on the horizon always seems soft, almost watercolor-like - even if everything inside is crumbling and falling apart into sharp pieces. The wind picks up these fragments of hope and carries them away somewhere else, while someone whispers “beautiful,” looking at someone else's pain as if it were a shiny shell. There is something unfair and at the same time very human about this.
The song sounds like a slow confession to the world: being kind does not mean being invincible. Here there is light, salt, other people's cries hidden behind applause, and your own shadow, which cannot be seen without the help of another. But in this transparent night and bright morning there is a strange truth - even the saddest melody eventually settles on the water, becomes light, and one day returns to remind you who you are.
Lyrics and translation
Original
できるだけ嘘はないように。
どんな 時も優しくあれるように。
人が痛みを感じた時には自分の ことのように思えるように。
正しさを別の正しさで 失くす悲しみにも出会うけれど。
水 平線が光る朝にあなたの希望が崩れ落ちて風に 飛ばされる欠片に誰かが綺麗と呟いてる。
悲しい 声で歌いながらいつしか海に流れ着いて光 ってあなたはそれを見るでしょう。
自 分の背中は見えないのだから恥ずかし がらず人に尋ねるといい。
心 は誰にも見えないのだから見えるもの よりも大事にするといい。
毎 日が重なることで会えな くなる人もできるけれど。
透き通るほど 淡い夜にあなたの夢が一つ叶って。
歓声と拍手の 中に誰かの悲鳴が隠れている。
耐える理由を探しながらいくつも答えを抱えながら 悩んであなたは自分を知る でしょう。
誰の心に残ることも目に焼き付くこともない今日も。
雑音と足音の奥で私はここだと叫んでいる。
水平線が光る朝にあなたの希望が崩れ落ちて風に 飛ばされる欠片に誰かが綺麗と呟いてる。
悲しい 声で歌いながらいつしか海に流れ着いて光 ってあなたはそれを見るでしょう。
あなたはそれを見るでしょう。
English translation
Try not to lie as much as possible.
May you be kind at all times.
Just like when someone feels pain, it feels like it's their own.
Although I also encounter the sadness of losing one rightness to another.
In the morning when the horizon shines, your hopes crumble, and the pieces are blown away by the wind, and someone is whispering how beautiful they are.
You will see it singing in a sad voice as it washes up on the ocean and shines.
You can't see your own back, so don't be shy to ask others.
No one can see your heart, so it's better to value it more than what you can see.
There are times when I don't get to see people because my days overlap.
On a clear, pale night, one of your dreams will come true.
Someone's scream is hidden in the cheers and applause.
You will know yourself as you struggle, searching for a reason to endure and struggling with many answers.
Even today, it will not remain in anyone's heart or be burned into anyone's eyes.
Behind the noise and footsteps, I'm shouting that I'm here.
In the morning when the horizon shines, your hopes crumble and the wind blows away the fragments, and someone whispers that it's beautiful.
You will see it singing in a sad voice as it washes up on the ocean and shines.
you will see it.