“雪の静寂”


雨とは違う

下品に音を立てて存在をアピールしない

気づいた時には

綺麗な白い絨毯が引かれている

人知れずコツコツと努力を続ける

そんな君が好き


“The Silence of Snow”

Unlike the rain,
it doesn’t shout its presence
with vulgar noise.

By the time you notice,
a clean white carpet
has already been laid.

Quietly, steadily,
it keeps working unseen.

That’s why
I like you.

“君が見た夢”


あなたが打ち明けた夢

2人の夢になって

一緒に頑張っていた

だけどいつからか私だけの夢になって

そのうち私の夢でもなくなるだろう

残るのは少し苦い思い出と

平穏な日々


“The Dream You Once Saw”

The dream you once confided in me
became our dream.
We worked toward it together.

But somewhere along the way,
it turned into my dream alone.
And one day,
it will no longer even be mine.

What will remain
is a faint bitterness in the memory,
and days that are quietly calm.

“明日への光”


年末が近づくにつれて

今年中にやりたいこと、やらなきゃいけないこと

頭の中に浮かんでは消えていく

明日やろう

そう思っていつもと変わらない日々が過ぎる

明日っていつ？？

明日って今さ！


“Light Toward Tomorrow”

As the year draws to a close,
things I want to do,
things I have to do
surface in my mind—
then fade away again.

I’ll do it tomorrow.
Thinking that,
my days pass by, unchanged.

But when is “tomorrow,” really?

Tomorrow is now.

“星になる”


昨日の流星群はすごかった

家からでもはっきりと

その軌跡は輝いていた

満点の宇宙に吸い込まれる

星が流れ星になる

じゃあ一体何が星になっているの

100年後の心配をしてみる


“Becoming a Star”

Last night’s meteor shower was breathtaking.
Even from home,
their trails burned clearly across the sky.

I felt myself pulled
into a sky overflowing with stars—
where a star becomes a shooting star.

So then,
what is it
that truly becomes a star?

I find myself worrying
about a hundred years from now.

“ぬくもりの記憶”


ぬくもりと言うのは

単に温かいってだけじゃなくて

安心感が伴った温かさのことだと思う

子供の頃に比べて感じることが減ってきた

でもある時からまたぬくもりに出会えた

ぬくもりの記憶

そう

あなたとの記憶


“The Memory of Warmth”

Warmth isn’t just about heat—
it’s a kind of gentleness
that carries a sense of safety with it.

I feel it far less now
than I did when I was a child.
But somewhere along the way,
I found that warmth again.

The warmth I remember—
yes,
it’s the memory
of you.