森田童子「ぼくたちの失敗」

English translation

OUR FAILURE by Morita Douji

In the spring sun flickering through leaves, I buried myself in your tenderness. Yes, I was a wimp.

Tired of talking with you, I fell silent gradually. The electric stove serving as a heater was burning red.

The jazz cafe in the basement was a haunt of ours. We couldn't change ourselves and, as if in a bad dream, time was stroking us.

I became alone in the room and found out your favorite Charlie Parker. Perhaps I was forgotten already.

I guess you were shocked to see me at the bottom. I don't know if she is still fine, though it's an old story.

In the spring sun flickering through leaves, I buried myself in your tenderness. Yes, I was a wimp.

Translated by J.Yoshida