to me
hey, who are you? why are you in that sort of place,
hugging your knees and crying?
...you are the way I am sometimes
you're sad from being the only one left behind, aren't you?
frollicking with the wind and greenery
the earth is kind upon your bare feet
the endless sketched dream as it is...
...as it is not knowing that it would end someday
everyone, as individuals, carrying with them pain
desperately living the repetition of today
able to walk skillfully upon the concrete streets
the fragrance of earth and wind causing you to look over your shoulder
you can't believe in yourself...
who would believe in you?
it should be ok to have confidence... one more time, muster up courage
I don't doubt where this road is heading
I will get there someday, I go on believing so
There may be some days you want to give up
because it is a little too cold to walk barefooted...
everyone, as individuals, carrying with them pain
desperately living the repetition of today
able to walk skillfully upon the concrete streets
the fragrance of earth and wind causing you to look over your shoulder
continue to walk onward
- Ai Otsuka (Sabakan Version)
from Tokyo Friends
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