四苦八苦 ― 人は苦の塊
Four Sufferings, Eight Sorrows — A Human Made of Pain

深夜のファミレス　蛍光灯が揺れて
コーヒーの香りに　明日が滲んでく
「人は苦の塊だ」　友の声が落ちて
胸の奥の影が　そっと揺れた夜

Namosattanan
sanmyaksanmodaktinan
taniyata
on shaley shurei juntei
sowaka

生きてくことは　痛みの中を歩くこと
それでも僕ら　光を求めてしまう
失うたびに　心はまた強くなる
苦を抱きしめて　今を生きていく

Namosattanan
sanmyaksanmodaktinan
taniyata
on shaley shurei juntei
sowaka

Late-night diner lights are trembling in the air
Coffee drifting softly, blurring tomorrow’s shape
“My friend, humans are made of suffering,” he said
And in my chest, a quiet shadow gently swayed

Namosattanan
sanmyaksanmodaktinan
taniyata
on shaley shurei juntei
sowaka

Living on means walking through a field of pain
Still we reach for light, again and again
Each time we lose, our hearts learn how to stand
Holding all our sorrows, we keep living on

Namosattanan
sanmyaksanmodaktinan
taniyata
on shaley shurei juntei
sowaka