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Mitsuharu Kaneko

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Staggering. I’m already 51.

When it comes to my wish in this world
it’s to see those women once again.
Those women that I slipped by, without
means of conversing with them.

No matter how completely they’ve changed,
well, it’s the same here, with me, isn’t it.

I’d love to follow them to the very end
just to hear one utterance:
“Wow, you’re the one I knew then?”

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凄まじいな。もう僕も五十一だ。

僕がこの世ののぞみといへば
あの女たちにもう一度あつてみたいことだ。
かたらふすべもなくて、僕がそばを
すりぬけていつたあの女たち。

どんなにかはりはててゐたつて
いや、それはお互ひさまぢやないか。

どこまでも追ひかけていつて
僕がききたいとおもふ一言は、
″まあ、あのときのあんただったの?″
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Untitled

Staggering. I’m already 51.

When it comes to my wish in this world
it’s to see those women once again.
Those women that I slipped by, without
means of conversing with them.

No matter how completely they’ve changed,
well, it’s the same here, with me, isn’t it.

I’d love to follow them to the very end
just to hear one utterance:
“Wow, you’re the one I knew then?”

Untitled

Staggering. I’m already 51.

When it comes to my wish in this world
it’s to see those women once again.
Those women that I slipped by, without
means of conversing with them.

No matter how completely they’ve changed,
well, it’s the same here, with me, isn’t it.

I’d love to follow them to the very end
just to hear one utterance:
“Wow, you’re the one I knew then?”
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