I fell in love and ended up here—
This emotion stinging me even more at this late hour
Must be because “I can’t love anybody now”;
Even several years after our love began to cool off
You, as pure as a maiden, will never be there
Be that as it may, that springtime still torments me
Even in the afterlife where resignation would be haunting me
Just one more “are you ready”;
That was more than enough for me to feel happiness
If you’d like to start this while intending to end it before long
Then please don’t fall in love in the first place
As much as to say “I just took some breath,”
You’ve done something untrue to me
So I don’t care whatever becomes of you
And if possible, I’d appreciate it if you just go to your long home
Alas
What should I do? Will I just die already?
“That’s enough, just shut up──it’s so sickening to share an umbrella.”
Therefore, bereft of determination
I hold my tongue, let out a cry, and begrudge the past
What should I do? Will I just die already?
It’s not as if I could pretend that I’ve departed this life, after all
It’s too late to say that—
Even if I’ve fallen in love
I’ll even be bored of “the present” sooner or later, I believe
So I conclude: “I can’t love you, for I fell out of love.”
Some years after our love began to cool off
I’ll be very sick of that
Superficial affection of yours;
To my regret, you’re so happy
“Just why, did you forsake only me──”
Never shall I regard you
As the extremity of fatigue again
Telling myself that “he’s noisy” or “he’s detestable”
Is powerless to deaden my feelings in bloom
As much as to say “I just took some breath,”
You went unfaithful—well, that’s not true
I wonder why it is that
I don’t feel like going to my long home at all
Having moved on to another spring, you snatched off my love
And that completely; I learned that there wasn’t an ounce of it now
“Why don’t you take away my attachment, too?”
Please just don’t throw in the towel upon hearing that alone
“──Don’t mess with me.”
Alas
What should I do? Will I just die already?
“That’s enough, just shut up──I don’t want anything vis-a-vis.”
In a drowse and bereft of determination
I pretended that I “hated” you—for what purpose?
What should I do? Will I just die already?
It’s not as if I could pretend that I’ve departed this life, after all
Even so, I’ll always be—
I fell in love and ended up here—
This emotion stinging me even more at this late hour
Must be because “I can’t love anybody now”;
Even several years after our love began to cool off
You, as pure as a maiden, will never be there
Be that as it may, that springtime still torments me;
When will resignation whisper in my ear?
I wound up falling in love—
What an utterly cursed fate this is!
Even if I turned upside-down and trembled in fear
My feelings would remain unchanged even on the verge of perishing
And the hazy spring weather will be ending here
“If we exchange a kiss once more──”