More songs by Mrs. GREEN APPLE
Description
Like a page from a notebook, where all the contradictions are honestly and unevenly written down: hatred for people, irritation with friends - and at the same time a hidden tenderness towards them, so real that it hurts to admit. Repetitive days, sunlight that seems to promise nothing special, but still warms you up.
The song smells like spring before the cherry blossoms bloom: it's still cool, still empty, but you can already feel the movement, the hope, the “tomorrow.” In this simplicity, there is an almost stubborn acceptance: even if you don't like today, even if yesterday didn't bring you joy, as long as you're alive, that's what matters. And in this honest, slightly weary candor, a quiet strength is born that keeps us afloat better than any ideals.
Lyrics and translation
Original
「早いものね」と心が囁いた
言われてみれば「うん、早かった。」
また昨日と同じ今日を過ごした
そんなことばっか繰り返してた
「憧れ」「理想」と たまに喧嘩をした
どうしても仲良くなれなかった
青さのカケラが行き交うが
やっぱり摘み取ることは出来なかった
大嫌いだ
人が大嫌いだ
友達も大嫌いだ
本当は大好きだ
明日が晴れるなら それでいいや
明日が来るのなら それでいいや
あなたが笑うなら なんでもいいや
世界は変わりゆくけど それだけでいいや
「ありがたいね」と心が囁いた
言われずとも ちゃんと解っていた
また昨日と同じ今日を過ごした
そんなことばっかり思ってた
「涙」や「笑い」も少なかったりした
実はそんなこともなかった
春が息吹く 桜の花も舞いはせず
ただ陽に照らされていた
大嫌いだ
今日が大嫌いだ
昨日も大嫌いだ
明日が大好きだ
いつか いつか 見つけてくれるのなら
いつか いつか 大切に思えるなら
あなたが生きてさえいれば なんでもいいや
わたしが生きてるなら それでいいや
それがいいや
それがいいや
大嫌いだ
人が大嫌いだ
友達も大嫌いだ
本当は大好きだ
English translation
“It’s too early,” my heart whispered.
If you ask me, "Yeah, that was quick."
I spent today the same as yesterday again.
I kept repeating things like that
I sometimes fought with “admiration” and “ideal”
I just couldn't get along
Fragments of blueness come and go
I couldn't pick it up after all.
I hate it
I hate people
I hate my friends too
I really love it
If it's sunny tomorrow, that's fine
If tomorrow comes, that's fine
Anything is fine as long as it makes you laugh
The world is changing, but that's enough
“Thank you,” my heart whispered.
I understood exactly without being told
I spent today the same as yesterday again.
That's all I was thinking
There were also fewer tears and laughter.
Actually, that was not the case.
Spring is breathing, and the cherry blossoms are not dancing
It was just lit by the sun
I hate it
I hate today
I hate yesterday too.
I love tomorrow
If someday, someday, you'll find it
If someday, someday, you'll think it's important
As long as you're alive, I don't care
As long as I'm alive, that's fine
That's good
That's good
I hate it
I hate people
I hate my friends too
I really love it