Ama no Jaku

boku ga zutto mae kara omotte'ru koto o hanasou ka
tomodachi ni modoretara kore ijou wa mou nozomanai sa
kimi ga sore de ii nara boku datte sore de kamawanai sa
usotsuki no boku ga haita  hantai kotoba no ai no uta

kyou wa kocchi no chihou wa doshaburi no seiten [bad word] kinou mo zutto hima de ichinichi mankitsu [bad word] betsu ni kimi no koto nante kangaete nanka inai sa
iya de mo chotto hontou wa kangaeteta ka mo nante ne

merii goorando mitai ni mawaru
boku no atama n naka wa mou guruguru sa

kono ryoute kara koboresou na hodo
kimi no moratta ai wa doko ni suteyou?
kagiri no aru shoumouhin nante boku wa 
iranai yo

boku ga zutto mae kara omotte'ru koto o hanasou ka
sugata wa mienai no ni kotoba dake miechatteru n da
boku ga shiranai koto ga aru dake de ki ga kuruisou da
burasagatta kanjou ga  kirei na no ka kitanai no ka
boku ni wa mada wakarazu suteru ate mo nai n da

kotoba no ura no ura ga mieru made matsu kara sa
matsu kurai nara ii ja nai ka

susumu kimi to tomatta boku no
chijimaranai suki o nani de umeyou?
mada sunao ni kotoba ni dekinai boku wa 
tensei no yowamushi sa

kono ryoute kara koboresou na hodo
kimi ni watasu ai o dare ni yuzurou?
sonna n doko ni mo ate ga aru wake nai daro
mada matsu yo

mou ii kai

English:

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?