未来になれなかったあの夜に [Mirai ni narenakatta ano yoru ni] [English translation]

Wanting to elaborate on the various little things when I had said "a lot happened,"

I took up my pen.

Just do as you like. I also have, largely, done as I've liked.

Forget all about me. If you have somewhere else you'd like to go, that is.

Rather than a man's honorable retreat, an unsightly, muddied advancement.

Rather than a song of praise with wagging tails, a roar that resounds admist revolution.

Where are the flames of passion from that day? A playlist of itemized frustration.

Restless repeat of music and scenery. A pilgrimage to a regret purifying past.

Are you serious-- is it that naive dream I thought you fell out of touch with? That fearless one?

It was far too dazzling to be brought down to talk of the past over beer snacks.

If you get told off, you can get mad. If you cry alone no one will find out.

To those kinds of nights, I want to tell you that saying "You see?" wasn't for nothing and embrace you.

To that night that couldn't become the future.

It's not something wonderful enough to live life facing forward.

But I do it for a certain someone who just can't agree to live like that.

Dream chasers are prone to being orphans of society.

We can't choose the means-- no, we couldn't.

I painted my feelings with a graphite stick of grudges and hard feelings, jealousy and envy.

I naturally came to know the blank spaces that still, I couldn't paint over.

It's too late now, I won't turn my weaknesses into weapons. I know that they're proof that

the things we've done were correct. This me of right now is the answer to that day.

It's a light that can only be seen by people who can see it. Shadow is the sole understander of light.

It sounds nice to say you're starting on a journey, but I had thrown everything out and run away.

Standing on a cliff on a night of solitude, just one more reason needed to jump.

To those kinds of nights, I just wanted someone to scream out "Fuck you."

To that night that couldn't become the future.

I'm not so misfortunate to have racked up debt, but I've paid my share of traveling expenses in tears.

All of you who see the wheel tracks of my past, it's no coincidence that we meet here.

Though I've given up on my dreams, ideals, the people I love, and believing,

The only one thing I can say is that I never gave up on asking myself things.

If the unsightly you is spoken ill of, clear your grudge, unsightly as you are.

If the insufficient you is made a fool of, become happy, insufficient as you are.

The lonely will struggle and anguish in the abyss of night, and give up on even tomorrow.

To those nights, I say "go to hell." And right now I'll sing it for you.

To that night that couldn't become the future.

Go to hell.

• Artist:Amazarashi
• Album:未来になれなかったあの夜に - Single