God Bless You (Angel Beats! OST)

Warau koto mo gara ja nakute [bad word] kiiteta
Hoodzue wo tsuite   gogo no kensou
Yukkuri to chikadzuite kie
Kasanaru hamon no you na hitotachi wo zutto mite kita
Sukoshi demo tsutawattara   koko ni iru imi ga tsukureru
Soto wa ame   [bad word] de kyoku wo kaiteta

Waratte sa   nakisakende sa   yuke dare mo
Koko de ima sore wo utau kara
Tanoshisou ni umaku waratte yo   tsudzuki ga dete konai
Soto wa mou hareta kedo   atashi wa koko ni iru

Dandan minarete kita hibi
Kakete yuku nakama   koronde wa minna ni warawarete iru
Akireru hodo ni heion de   ikiisoida kako ni
Kitto tsukareteta   zutto yasundetai
Kono mama mo waruku nai
Demo sore ja nani mo nase wa shinai
Imi no aru seikatsu ni kaete misetai

Waratte sa   nakisakende sa   yuke atashi mo
Koko de ima sakende iru kara
Donna fuu ni kanjou [bad word]   koko kara kierareru
Donna fuu ni [bad word]   ano hibi wo aiseru

“Tsuyoku nareru to omou   futari dattara”
Sonna kotoba ga yowai   dare mo hitori da
Aki no sasu you na kaze ga hontou ni itai
Arukihajimeta ashi ga mou mae e denai
Arigatou wo iwanai   sonna tsuyosa ga hoshii
Nani mo iwazu ni yuku sube   itsuka mi ni tsukeru
Koko kara arukidasu   subete no tamashii ni
Kami no sukufuku yo are   God bless you

Waratte sa   nakisakende sa   yuku toki ni
Hitori dake [bad word] ita
Hitori dake mou sukoshi dake nakou   waraou
Ano hi to wa mata chigau hibi e

With laughter being out of my character, I was listening carefully,
With my chin in my hands, to the noise of the afternoon.
As they slowly approach and then disappear,
I’ve just been watching the people that are like so many ripples.
If it would be conveyed even a little, I could write the meaning for why we’re here.
With rain outside, I wrote my song inside the classroom.

Laugh; cry and shout; go on, all of you.
That’s what I’m singing here and now.
Laugh as well as you can, like you’re having fun. The continuation won’t come out here.
It’s already cleared up outside, but I’m here.

I’ve gradually gotten used to seeing these days.
Friends run along; when one falls down, everyone else laughs.
The shockingly peaceful past that we rushed our lives through
Must have been tiring. I want to rest forever…
Things aren’t bad like this,
But that way, I won’t achieve anything.
I want to turn this into a life with a meaning.

Laugh; cry and shout; go on; I will, too.
That’s what I’m shouting here and now.
In what way do I need to spill my feelings so that I can disappear from here?
In what way do I need to forgive so that I can love those days?

“I think we can become stronger if we’re together.”
Words like that are weak – everyone is alone.
The autumn wind that seems to pierce through me is truly painful.
The legs that began to walk won’t move forward anymore.
I want the strength to not say, “Thank you.”
Someday, I’ll learn how to go on without saying anything.
I’ll start walking from here into all of the souls.
May God’s blessings come to you. God bless you!

Laugh; cry and shout; when it’s time for you to go.
I was standing completely still, all alone.
All alone, for just a little longer, I’ll cry, I’ll laugh,
On my way to days different from that one.