I know I was not a dreamer
but I lost something somehow anyway!
I don't care 'bout what they say
whatever whoever tells me something
never stop! until the end
koko de oreru hodo yawa janai
it's so wrong!!
sonna risou wo boku wa omoi egaku tabi
tsuyoku nara nakya to mata kyou no boku wo nugisuteru
kudaranai okusoku ni mae narae wa mazu oitoite
shibararezu dekiru koto hitotsu hitotsu kumitatete iku
sore karada sono saki wa dare ga a dako da ittatte
yareru no wa onore dake jibun jishin wo shinjite miru yo!
everything I'm gonna do
is not what you think hard thing anyway!
it's too bad! everyone knows!!
the simple thing is not so easy
I am sorry! I can't do this!!
sonna you na kigasuru kedo
it's so wrong?
toki ni sasai na koto ga boku wo boku janakusu
I know that hajimareba owari mo koko dewa aru ndesho?
kudaranai okusoku ni mae narae wa mazu oitoite
shibararezu dekiru koto hitotsu hitotsu kumitatete iku
sore karada sono saki wa dare ga a dako da ittatte
yareru no wa onore dake jibun jishin wo shinjite miru yo!
amae toka iiwake wa ni no tsugi san no tsugi ni shite
ima dakara tanoshimeru koto mitsukete hanasa ndekure yo!
sore karada sono saki wa ima wa a dako da ittatte
hajimaranai shi owari mo shinai
waiting for ending is no future!
Англоязычный перевод
It's a chance happening, causing a full reversal, and I'm aimin' for first place!
I can feel it - I believe in the light at all times!
I remember at times when the dream I held tight feels it might slip away:
His kind smile... and I feel the inside of my chest intensifying;
A fire comes abruptly to my dismissive heart - I want to take hold of tomorrow!
I'm not afraid of a world we've yet to see; that's the future we've believed in, so let's try!
That innumerable amount of tears will surely turn to a rainbow;
I wonder if I'll someday be able handle even my uncontrollable sorrow?
Once my weak heart begins to ache,
I'll give a kiss to tomorrow with all my might,
And my shaking, tiny fist will grasp tight once again.
It's a chance happening, causing a full reversal, and I'm aimin'; for first place!
I can feel it - I believe in the light at all times!
If a night comes where I've cried until my eyes are swelled up, be there to laugh for me -
It looks like I really can't make it alone; when it seems like I'm about to lose, be there to scold me again!
Though I still haven't figured out how to separate my emotions,
Is it really so strange for me to still call them "dreams" when I sing about my dreams?
Once my weak heart begins to move,
All I have to do is land a hit and break on through, right...?
...pocketing away those tiny tears from when I was still afraid.
It seems I might still be able to keep going - tomorrow I'll be at my best!
I'll never let go again... I'll never give up - my dreams are in my own hands!
A small sigh, the size of a glass bead,
Seems about to overflow with the volume of a bucket!
Even if the road is just a bit tattered,
If I close my eyes, I can keep on walking -
'Cause we can fly!
Once my weak heart begins to ache,
I'll give a kiss to tomorrow with all my might,
And my shaking, tiny fist will grasp tight once again.
It's a chance happening, causing a full reversal, and I'm aimin' for first place!
I can feel it - I believe in the light at all times!
Once my weak heart begins to move,
All I have to do is land a hit and break on through, right...?
...pocketing away those tiny tears from when I was still afraid.
It seems I might still be able to keep going - tomorrow I'll be at my best!
I'll never let go again... I'll never give up - my dreams are in my own hands!
Русскоязычный перевод
Только раз выпадает шанс, наверно,
И цель быть первым всегда.
Чувствую точно я перемены
И в светлые верю года.
Я помню, что мечту держать за крылья постоянно нельзя,
Можно вдруг понять, что след её простыл.
И твоя улыбка, и мои друзья
Мне помогают просто выжить, придают больше сил.
В сердце пожар без конца и без края,
Чем тушить его, пока я не знаю,
Будущее верить в него предлагает
И не свернуть с пути, и до конца идти.
Смогу ли я однажды
Поверить в счастье дважды
И боль печали преодолеть.
И прошлое вдруг станет не очень важно,
И перед собою буду смело я смотреть.
Если вдруг нежное сердце заноет,
Я в светлое завтра двери сразу открою,
Слабой и дрожащей, но смелой рукою
Удачу я схвачу тогда.
Только раз выпадает шанс, наверно,
И цель быть первым всегда.
Чувствую точно я перемены
И в светлые верю года.