By Utada Hikaru
As it joins one thing to another
Drawing lines with my finger, tracing them
The road from which I came, or perhaps, my destination.
The lines join in the center
In the end, everyone finds his way to the sea
I'm not afraid, yet...
Oh, oh, flowing with so many rivers,
Without even paying heed to reason
Oh, oh, you don't have to
Accept everything, or anything of the sort.
Flowing with the river, our pain has taken flight.
That's why
That's why I chose you.
This sword was not entrusted
In order for one to know the sound of two swords' striking
Whom can one protect with such inconsistency?
Oh, oh, changing from one thing to another
Where have you gone?
Today, I search for you.
Oh, oh, it’s better not to think
That you should just allow yourself be accepted anywhere
A sword called 'Individuality' is bequeathed to all.
Oh, oh, at times changing their course
Without a cause or a reason
Oh, oh, you don't have to
Accept everything, or anything of the sort.
Turning to the sea breeze, the birds have taken flight.
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