Kuchibue ga kikoeru (en inglés)

Kuchibue ga kikoeru
I can hear a whistling farther than yesterday
I collect the scattered pieces
I hold them tightly in my right hand, and softly close my eyes

Knife-like moonlight rains down
On a night that freezes even the horizon
Alone in that wilderness, hugging my knee
I strain to hear the song of the wind
Those who do not know a sleepless night
Cannot become strong; that is the rule
I can hear whistling farther than the stars and the skies
It's the words of someone's prayer
I hold them tightly in my right hand, and softly close my eyes
A thing that's even sadder than loneliness
Is not realizing that loneliness
No matter how freezing the night, under the earth
Warmth is hidden
Rather than being a bird that is trapped in a cage
I would become a nameless stone
I can hear a whistling farther than yesterday
I collect the scattered pieces
And holding them tight in my right hand, I softly close my eyes

I can hear whistling from a distant yesterday
It's the words of someone's prayer
And holding them tight in my right hand, I softly close my eyes
Holding them tight in my right hand, I softly close my eyes