Maaya Sakamoto Magic Number
What should I do, hm?
The ‘normal things’ are always difficult
I just laugh when I’m happy
And I want to sing whenever I like, but-
“Someday your wish will be fulfilled”
But how far away is ’someday’?
I can’t wait too long
On the count of 1 2 3! I spread out my hands and
collect light over my entire body
Where is it? Tell me, what I can do
I get hurt in full force, I run with all my might
I trip more than ten times and cry; nevertheless, I
still
Believe in tomorrow, amazingly
I wanted to be alone
So I just took a slight detour on my way home
The face of the one who I want to see
Appeared in my mind for a few times, then vanished in
the clouds
The words we exchanged on that day
Sink straight in now
And they hurt a little
1 2 3! I knock on the doors one by one and ask my heart
once more
I’m searching for what I really want to do
I overreached at full force, so I stagger in recoil
And I go back to the start more than ten times, even if
I get worn out
I want to love that sort of me, too
Even when it’s suffocating, suffocating
And I can’t breathe
I can’t stop, I don’t want to stop, until I see
everything to its end
On the count of 1 2 3! I look up at the sky and you’re
looking at the same star, too
I feel it, that ‘I’m alone, yet I’m not alone’
I get hurt in full force, I run with all my might
I trip more than ten times and cry; nevertheless, I
still
Believe in tomorrow, amazingly
