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The city traces its contours anew with sleepy fences;
Say goodbye forever to your plans—
To lose what was lost long ago,
To dive into lakes whose depths remain unmeasured.
It is the first morning once again, and only one small task remains:
On the way to get coffee, to avoid running into my old self—
In a worn-out shirt, waiting his turn,
Dreaming of a home, a son—or, failing that, a daughter.
No ambitions;
Family is a matter of principle.
Work-home-work—nothing extraneous;
All days in a cycle—nothing personal.
No ambitions;
Family is a matter of principle.
Work-home-work—nothing extraneous;
All days in a cycle...
I don't want to fall into the abyss of gray days;
I jump, but gravity proves stronger than me.
I don't know how to live—come on, teach me, Sensei;
I'll figure it out myself... provided I don't check out too soon.
I start the year by hitting "reset";
A train carries me away from the station of "Who am I?" to a new destination: "Someone."
I’ll put on a clean T-shirt and embrace new meanings,
But I fear that this game of Russian roulette might just go off.
I don't want to fall into the abyss of gray days;
I jump, but gravity proves stronger than me.
I don't know how to live—come on, teach me, Sensei;
I'll figure it out myself... provided I don't check out too soon.
I start the year by hitting "reset";
A train carries me away from the station of "Who am I?" to a new destination: "Someone."
I’ll put on a clean T-shirt and embrace new meanings,
But I'm afraid... I'm afraid...
Stop—wait. No need for any extra drama.
With every passing year, I come to understand my mom and dad's words;
And all the fears that gnawed at me for so long...
They’ve dwindled away—even though they once loomed as large as grizzlies.
I’ve taken just one step, yet everything is already moving faster. No sensei could ever explain such things;
And even if one were to dissect cause and effect,
There can be no guarantee of victory or ruin.
The samurai ethic holds no appeal for me,
Yet, if one ceases to search for a lucky ticket,
And stops weeping in vain for what cannot be reclaimed,
Only principles remain—and they will light the way.
From fear, a twisted power is born;
One stellar saga has taught us all this truth.
Once you acknowledge your sorrow, strike it down with dreams;
The world is given to us in shades of gray, for us to color in ourselves.
I refuse to plunge into the abyss of gray days;
I leap, but gravity proves stronger than I.
I do not know how to live—come, teach me, Sensei;
I’ll figure it out myself... provided I don't check out too soon.
I begin the year by starting the countdown;
A train carries me from the station of "Who am I?" to a new stop: "Someone."
I’ll put on a clean T-shirt and embrace new meanings,
But I fear... I fear that the game of Russian roulette will fire.
I refuse to plunge into the abyss of gray days;
I leap, but gravity proves stronger than I.
I do not know how to live—come, teach me, Sensei;
I’ll figure it out myself... provided I don't check out too soon.
I begin the year by starting the countdown;
A train carries me from the station of "Who am I?" to a new stop: "Someone."
I’ll put on a clean T-shirt and embrace new meanings,
But I fear... I fear...