うぃんぐ/ Ama no Jaku

Let me tell you something I've been thinking about for a long time.
If we can go back to being friends, then I will ask for nothing more.
As long as you're okay with it, I really don't mind.
I, a liar, sang a love song with words contrary to my thoughts.

Today's weather in the area is a clear sunny sky with a downpour.
Yesterday I was making the best use of my time being idle and free.
It's not like I'm thinking about you or anything.
Fine, maybe I was thinking about you just a little against my will.

The inside of my head is spinning
just like a merry-go-round.

Since it's on the verge of spilling from my hands,
where should I throw away this love you gave me?
I have no need for things
that diminish the more I use.

Let me tell you something I've been thinking about for a long time.
You can't see its shape, but you can see the words.
I feel frustrated by the fact that there're things I don't know of.
Are my dangling emotions beautiful or dirty?
I have no idea, and I don't have a place to discard them to.

I'll wait until I get to bottom of the meaning of those words.
Waiting doesn't sound like a bad idea at all.

Since you're still moving ahead while I've already stopped completely,
what should I use to fill up the elongating distance between us?
I, an innate coward,
still can't use my words honestly.

Since it's on the verge of spilling from my hands,
instead of you, to whom else should I give this love to?
I don't think that someone else can be found so easily.
Guess I'll keep waiting.

Is this good?