[mousepod]

since I just watched the MLB All-Star Game, this is for Ichiro:

"The future is a face of ignorance, I'll keep making it myself."
Maybe that's what you think
It's just that on a kind of loud morning, I lost my voice

But I remember your brightly shining eyes

If I were to meet them again, it would not make me happy
So this is the me of a feeble today
And yet I hate this

"Answers are infinite, I'll keep making them myself."
Dying leaves are, as usual, protecting the ground
Kicking, walking over that kind of earth is how I search for my voice

Each time I remember your decision to stand in solitude
I shake, enduring the tears
But this is the me of an inept today

Tomorrow, I want our hearts to face each other in the flame that burns you
As if when we met was something I could be proud of
The you inside the TV
is my superstar

「未来は不知顔(しらんかお)さ、自分で造っていく。」
多分あなたはそう云うと判っているのに
ほんのちょっとざわめいた朝に声を無くすの

私はあなたの強く光る眼(まなこ)思い出すけれど
もしも逢えたとして喜べないよ
か弱い今日の私では
これでは未だ厭(いや)だ

「答えは無限大さ、自分で造っていく。」
枯れ行く葉が相変わらず地面を護(まも)っている
そんな大地蹴って歩いては声を探すの

私はあなたの孤独に立つ意思を思い出す度に
泪を堪えて震えているよ
拙い今日の私でも

明日はあなたを燃やす炎に向き合うこゝろが欲しいよ
もしも逢えたときは誇れる様に
テレビのなかのあなた
私のスーパースター