綴れ織り

夢さまざま　まじり合えば
浮かび上がる　心模様
綴れ織りの　糸のように
色とりどり　想いを紡ぐ
過ぎ去る時間と　消えゆく言葉を
残らず集めて　抱きしめれば
色鮮やか　尽きせぬ愛の記憶が
胸に沁みる

人さまざま　めぐり合えば
時に揺らぐ　心模様
絡み合った　糸のように
もどかしくて　思いは乱れ
過ごした時間と　交わした言葉に
嘘などないけど　思いのたけ
伝えきれず　自分を生きる事しか
出来はしない

Tsuzureori

yume samazama majiriaeba
ukabiagaru kokoro moyou
tsuzureori no ito no you ni
irotoridori omoi o tsumugu
sugisaru jikan to kieyuku kotoba o
nokorazu atsumete dakishimereba
iro azayaka tsukisenu ai no kioku ga
mune ni shimiru

hito samazama meguriaeba
toki ni yuragu kokoro moyou
karamiatta ito no you ni
modokashikute omoi wa midare
sugoshita jikan to kawashita kotoba ni
uso nado nai kedo omoi no take
tsutaekirezu jibun o ikiru koto shika
deki wa shinai

"Tapestry"

If all sorts of dreams were mixed together,
The pattern of a heart would surface.
Like the threads of a tapestry,
Emotions are spun in various colors.
Vanishing time and fading words—
If you gathered them all up and embraced them,
The vividly colored memory of unending love
Would pierce your heart.

When all kinds of people happen to meet,
Sometimes the pattern of the heart trembles.
Like entangled threads,
Thoughts are in disarray from frustration.
Spent time and exchanged words
Contain no lies, but the deepest feelings
Can never be fully shared, and all you can do
Is live your own life.