Yonekura Toshinori

It's just that, I want you to look only at me
With the eyes of your heart, deeper, depper
Without reflecting on myself, selfishly
I want to be...I want to be with you

People say, there's got to be just a little bit of distance
Beteween formality and informality
But, instead of forcing there to be a systematic distance
I want to be myself, not falsifying my heart

Even if I believe that I'm not alone
I seem to drown in a small bit of loneliness
Enveloped gently, with soft hands
Inside of my heart, there is a place that seems to be frozen there
If I love it a little too much, why is that?
I suddenly get anxious, suspicious
Even if I pretend that I can't hear it, can't see it
My heart groans, it's stupid...

Now, gripping my present
From you, tightly, tightly
Then feeling just the opposite way, I selfishly
Engage in futile tactics, it's offensive

People say, you've got to predict that there
Will be some more room to maneuver, tomorrow
But, instead of predicting this in a strange, and overly calm way
I want to live with passionate feelings, without falsifying my heart

Even if I believe that I'm not alone
I seem to drown in a small bit of loneliness
Enveloped gently, with soft hands
Inside of my heart, there is a place that seems to be frozen there
If I love it a little too much, why is that?
I suddenly get anxious, suspicious
Even if I pretend that I can't hear it, can't see it
My heart groans, it's stupid...

Having met you, I noticed for the first time, a place in my heart...
Having met you, I noticed for the first time, where love is...