羅生門 [Lo sang mun] [English translation]

If you still, don't see the absurdity of this

Would you let this much debated madlad hold your hand...

Grateful I am, that you loved me endlessly for a decade

Recently our old classmate said you've held me in your heart for six hundred weeks

Very unfortunately, we cannot spend the rest of these lives together

But I'd regret more to tell you the truth

Have I ever loved Hello Kitty? I'm afraid not

Is Dickens said comics? Am I youthful, or are you mistaken?

Reminiscing turns into romanticizing, but do you truly know me?

Those moving old times, need not constant revisit

If you have enough warmth for solemn winters, then gently close the door

Those moving old times, might not be eternally present

The past is unforgettable because you choose to remember

Easy it is to embrace someone for a decade, hard it is to let go

To be frank, that love was really something

If I met you from the crowd I'd smile and catch up

But your daily Facebook update, that I don't bother to read

If you want peace after parting, then reread not the same book every night

Gaze over somewhere better, and inhale the sunshine for a new lover

Those moving old times, need not constant revisit

If you have enough warmth for solemn winters, then gently close the door

Those moving old times, might not be eternally present

The past is unforgettable because you choose to remember

Easy it is to weep for a decade, hard it is to dry tears

The story was held up in sudden pause, and before losing its breath, buried

(The reminiscence is relentless)

And left the two halves of our heart, haunted with spells with no antidotes

Everyone seeks the recipe for eternal love,

(Everyone seeks the recipe for eternal love)

but only melodramas are celebrated for centuries

(But would obsessing over broken shadows be celebrated for centuries?)

You remember. And I remember. This surpasses any companion.

(Even you remember, and I remember; our love letters are yellowing)

Restless I am, I check my phone in the morning and at night

Got a bad signal, I refresh it and check again

You said to keep in constant touch

Old phone numbers, are our same old place, I dare not change it

(Those moving old times, need not constant revisit)

(If you have enough warmth for solemn winters, then gently close the door)

Like a fatal disease, I get a hunch everyday, like happy days would come again

(Those moving old times, might not be eternally present)

(Although phantom lingers every night, it was long peacefully buried)

If lovers have unfinished business

Gather with me in nightly rendezvous, and sail the ship

(Don't be absurd) Next January

Wish we rejoice together as promised somewhere in Iceland

(Let our past dust and sediment in Fukushima)