Abe Asami

Going over distance
Going over time
Going over everything, there is something that reaches
Things that I realized, repeating tripping and falling
(the reason I derived from nonsense)
To me, who, in the corner of my room
Curled up, crying
What gave me a helping hand
Were songs

Night, where the stars fall
Rap on the window
From the golden shooting star
The black and white picture
Glitters brilliantly

So I want to wipe your tears
Who, like me, are crying alone
And if I could do that
It would be only through songs
Is it reaching you?

Night, where the stars fall
Rap on the window
From the golden shooting star
The black and white picture
Glitters brilliantly

The wind which we feel on our cheeks
Sends us the scent and memories of summer
When I carry them all and walk
I remember I promised you
(the more beautiful the memory, the more sad)
The song we sang with our classmates together
The reason in it becomes the present
And I finally understand

Wallowing in self-pity
My past where I was sitting cross-legged
This pressure, no color, crumbling

The right decision, and the frustration because of it
I needed courage to even run away
I can say "thank you" without being embarassed now
I'll sing that feeling with all my heart
So will you listen?

Having a dream, and being a realist because of it
It is a dream because you make it come true
Grief becomes a key and opens the door

I threw away
This armor which was only strong but had no inside
In the past
I take this voyage looking for a delicate heart

To me, who, in the corner of my room
Curled up, crying
What gave me a helping hand
Were songs
To you, who, in the corner of your room
Curled up, crying
Is my song reaching you?

Night, where the stars fall
Rap on the window
From the golden shooting star
The black and white picture
Glitters brilliantly