Say, can’t you try a bit more to understand?
I’ve run out of that energy I was counting on
Let me answer—just a little, but also a lot—
While gravity is doing its job with the tear running down my cheek
The morning glow left this girl temporarily blinded
I’m only walking in the direction the clouds are drifting
Do you think so? What do you think? I’m nearly stumbling in the waves, the waves
In the mirror, I can see my eyes, completely spiritless
Do you think so? What do you think? Looks like that time has arrived
Where all my restraints are lifted, and I’ll be free like the wind
The weather forecast said it looks like it’ll rain tomorrow
Though it’ll be lonely, I thought I might just get on it on my own. Or not
Do you think so? What do you think? There’s no hope of repairing this inventory
And what’s implied in those fumbling lips
Do you think so? What do you think? I do, I think so—
I can hear someone whispering that to me
Say, can’t you try a bit more to understand?
I’ve run out of that energy I was counting on
Let me answer—just a little, but also a lot—
While gravity is doing its job with the tear running down my cheek
At some unfamiliar beach, along the gulf:
I’ll suck in all of my tears, and then cause some trouble
Obviously, I’ll go the easier way, you know?
O monsoon, take my voice away!
A thin dress, and an unfriendly look
I’m just bending in the direction the clouds are drifting
Perhaps I drank too much of the rain water
On that night when I was parched and burning with a fever. Or not
Do you think so? What do you think? Someday, the squall is gonna come
Whether it’s happiness or sadness is the most secret of secrets
Do you think so? What do you think? I do, I think so—
Someone is revealing all of that to me
Say, can’t you try a bit more to understand?
I’ve run out of that energy I was counting on
Let me answer—just a little, but also a lot—
While gravity is doing its job with the tear running down my cheek
After all, the weather forecast said it looks like it’ll rain tomorrow
So maybe I should just surrender myself to the air drifting around here
Going against the rule of nature
Isn’t being eco. It’s not even a form of ego
Do you think so? What do you think? Again and again—open-endedness, and prediction
My tears are fond of this season
Do you think so? What do you think? I do, I think so—
That’s what I’m going to say
Say, can’t you try a bit more to understand?
I’ve run out of that energy I was counting on
I’ve given my answer—just a little, but also a lot—
While gravity is doing its job with the tear running down my cheek
At some unfamiliar town, along the opposite shore:
I’ll let out all of my tears, and make a nuisance of myself
Obviously, I’m going to turn empty, you know?
O monsoon, take my love away!