The Crack-upThe Crack-Up

光(ひかり)なら既(すで)に失(うしな)った遠(とお)く騒(さわ)がしさだけが通(とお)る

The light is already gone; only distant commotion passes by

真夏(まなつ)ならば海(うみ)へ駆(か)け下(くだ)りうだる暑(あつ)さのせいにしてた

If it's midsummer, run to the sea and blame it all on the heat

燃(も)えるように生(い)きたい幼(おさな)い心(こころ)のずっと奥深(おくふか)く

I want to live as if burning, deep in my innocent heart

あぁみてしまった ‘祈(いの)り’ 他愛(たあい)も泣(な)く

Ah, I saw it—“prayer”—so childlike, so full of tears

カナリヤ放(はな)った空(そら) 運河(かわ)を走(はし)る船(ふね)

A sky where canaries are set free, a boat crossing the canal

世界(せかい)はその境界(さかい)を惑(まど)わし浮(う)かんで

The world blurs its boundaries and appears before me

満(み)ち欠(か)け繰(く)り返(かえ)す月(つき) 尽(つ)きぬかのような日々(ひび)

The moon waxing and waning, days that seem to have no end

世界(せかい)はその形(かたち)を変(か)えてゆける

The world can change its own shape

雨(あめ)に濡(ぬ)れていた子猫(こねこ)抱(いだ)くみたい

Like picking up a kitten drenched in rain

無力(むりょく)さにそっと寄(よ)り添(そ)うようね

Like gently leaning against helplessness

とうとう流(なが)れるものの行方(ゆくえ)同(おな)じ場所(ばしょ)と言(い)うのに

Though everything flows by and finally goes to the same place

あぁこの心(こころ)は凍(こご)え頼(たよ)りなく

Ah, this heart is cold and uneasy

無邪気(むじゃき)に笑(わら)う笑顔(えがお) 争(あらそ)いに曇(くも)ること

Even an innocent smile is shadowed by conflict

世界(せかい)はその続(つづ)きを見(み)えず戸惑(とまど)う

The world doesn't know what comes next, and loses its way

嵐(あらし)は乱(みだ)れずに吹(ふ)くことなどなく

A storm never passes quietly

世界(せかい)はその想(おも)いを抱(だ)いてゆけぬ

The world can't keep holding on to that feeling forever