Namida Drop

Hey, in the twilight, the city’s got that
bittersweet vibe, with memories left behind
just hanging around.
Once again, the voice that pounds in my chest is you,
I hold back my feelings tight, so they don’t
break apart.

Calling your name, I’m reaching out,
like a planet spinning around,
we met,

If tears start to fall, what will disappear?
If I say goodbye, what will remain?
Words can’t express
this feeling, just a drop, cold
and bitter, it’s a little painful.

The night is deep, wrapped in cellophane,
in a city filled with countless lights,
we exchanged our farewells.
After that promise, the lies
still linger, even now, it hurts a bit.

Scattered sketches, I gather them up
with both hands, your face is
not quite right.

If tears start to fall, will I forget?
If sadness fades, will I see clearly?
In this sparkling world, the wavering
heat haze, cold
and fading, I hold your hand.

The wind blows stronger than the moon,
but like a hallelujah, I want to reach
you.
Hey, what are you doing right now?
Tell me.

If tears start to fall, what will disappear?
If I say goodbye, what will remain?
Words can’t express
this feeling, just a drop, cold
and fading away, look.

For example, even if the world is a lie,
a mess, I probably won’t care.
Somewhere on this planet, I’m
singing, hoping you’re
smiling.