SPYAIR - Ano koro, Bokura wa Onaji Mirai wo Lyrics + Translation

To make up for the time I neglected this blog, I have finished another translation! This one is requested by unknown, a work of Spyair! I hope you like it!
love, mihoshi


Japanese Lyrics

Koko kara miorosu machi ga kirei nanda

Jikan wo wasurete bokura wa nagameteta

Sukoshi samusou da ne kuruma modorou ka

Chiisana sono te wo tsutsumikonde

Sotto omoidashite miru modorenai hibi

Ato sukoshi otona ni naretetara

Atarashii machi soko ni kimi wa ita no kai

Ano koro bokura wa sorezore no toki no naka de

Futari onaji mirai wo sagashiteta

Minareta keshiki ga itsumo yori mabushiku mieru

Sora no mukou ni kyou wa mou kiteiru

Itsumo no de ii ka na madogiwa no seki

Futari de yoku iku oki ni iri no cafe

Doko ni shiyou tte kimi ga hirogeta

Ryokou no zasshi ookute waraeta na

Chotto oogesa na nimotsu trunk ni tsumete

Ugokidasu back mirror ni utsutta

Ano mise mo onaji youni kawatte shimau ka na

Are kara bokura wa donna yume wo kanaetandarou

Migi mo hidari mo wakarazu hashittekita

Deai mo wakare mo muri ni wasureyou to surunjanaku

Tsurete ikou yo nanika ni mayou hi mo

Korekara bokura wa sorezore no toki no naka de

Futari chigau mirai wo sagashiteku

Atarashii keshiki ni

Sorezore ga eranda ashita ga

Eiga no screen no youni utsutteiru

English Translation

The town we overlook from this place is lovely

We stare ahead, forgetting the time

It feels a little cold, should we go back to the car?

I’m wrapping up those tiny hands

I’m slowly recalling those days I can’t go back to

If I turn into an adult a little more

I wonder if you’ll be there in the new town

Those days, within each of our times

We were searching for the same future

The familiar scenery looks a bit brighter than usual

Towards the sky, today I have come once again

I wonder if it’s always good, the seat by the window

At our favorite café where we used to come often

‘Where should we try?’ I always laugh at

Most of the travel magazines that you spread

Stuffing my overloaded luggage into the trunk

I wonder if the shop reflected at the moving back mirror

Will change just like everything else

From that point, what dreams have we made true?

I ran away, not knowing left or right

The meetings and partings are impossible to forget; rather than trying to do so,

I’ll bring them along, even during the days when I’m perplexed by things

From this point on, within each of our times,

We’re going to look for different future

In the new scenery

The ‘tomorrow’ where we might choose different things

Are reflected just like a movie screen