チューリップ [Tulip] [English translation]

I’m dyed so deeply

In this color that can’t be changed

I once told a story

That now approaches its epilogue.

You shook yourself free,

Your feelings slipping just out of sight,

Was that really all it took to end it?

A twist from a cheap novel?

I don’t want a literary award

As you fade into the distant past,

The parting gift you left me grows vivid in color

It’s so wildly painful.

If nothing will come

Of our goodbye,

At least let me grow cold to this.

The night you cut through

Was just a bit too big for us

I always knew

How the clouds were blowing,

But even still, I looked forward to that ray of light.

I’m such a fool, you see –

I want to keep on wishing.

You changed your colors

Now look at me, broken,

The hand you once offered to me

Has now withdrawn

From my sight.

When I was consumed by sadness,

What lifted me up at that time

Was also the memory of you –

It’s painful, isn’t it?

Ah, how painful

No matter how many times I shout that it can’t end like this,

You simply shake your head

The light has grown cold,

And so awfully pale.

“If this has to end, I wouldn’t mind a second try -“

I tried to open my mouth and say it,

But the things we have shut away

Can never be returned to.

The night split into two,

Is filled with the scent of tulips

You fulfill your dreams, inviting my tears.

There’s no longer anything I can change,

So I grab your sleeve

That’s all I can do.

If nothing will come

Of our goodbye,

At least let me grow cold to this.

The night you cut through

Was just a bit too big for us

The two of us, stained red, will end today

Melting into the falling snow

Becoming the color of your desire,

Ah, how cold…