Kenshi Yonezu
While our palms are two together,
we were separated by a pane of glass
This is a visiting room for you and I,
and we can never hope to be one,
but still we talk...
Both of us feeling like we've been cursed,
how many lies will we tell as we walk?
Gracefully, with a heavy silence and kindness,
my open eyes met with yours,
and you laughed slightly...
Oh, Santa Maria, I won't say a thing;
only if you're satisfied with hesitating words...
Oh, let all kinds of happiness be broken;
because weary from prayer, I'll finally meet you...
Let us go together, toward the light...
Let us hold hands, with no reason left...
Some day this azure cactus will bloom,
and the glass pane will crumble with it
Shouldn't we believe? No matter the tomorrow,
let's hope for the day our hands touch,
hope for our curse to be lifted...
If you hadn't been there as of late,
I wonder if my sadness and fear would have gone away?
I searched the streets on a dark afternoon,
for a little knife that could lift our curse,
for a song without impurity...
Oh, Santa Maria, it's all in justice;
through whatever days, pasts, futures, or mistakes...
Oh, a golden sunrise shines waveringly in your eyes;
and like raindrops, the tears fall...
Whenever I see you with those eyes,
I'm caught in a mire of sadness...
This is a visiting room, and the cactus
is yet to bloom, the pane yet to shatter,
but amid this, a single candle
continues to burn bright...
I look at you,
and you look at me,
so that we won't give up on believing...
Oh, Santa Maria, I won't say a thing;
only if you're satisfied with hesitating words...
Oh, let all kinds of happiness be broken;
because weary from prayer, I'll finally meet you...
Let us go together, toward the light...
Let us hold hands, with no reason left...
Santa Maria, as we bear the darkness,
let us go together, toward the light...
Santa Maria