Текст песни Nagi Yanagi - Jikan wa Mado no Mukougawa

The sound of the clock hands pulsates relentlessly
But suddenly, in contrast to him, a waking dream awakens.

I still carve in my brain
The only source of my personality that I am sure I will never forget.

But since when can the cuckoo in the clock not sing
Correct number of times?

Time stalled, and the mismatched hands of our watch
Farther and farther they remove you into tomorrow, which I cannot cope with.
In the power of impenetrable darkness
I stretch my hands at random, hoping to reach you
Which is why my time is running out.

I was looking for my heart all the time
Abandoned continuously by the current time.
How many times do I have to turn back to find
The past time, with which nothing can be done?

Sooner or later the cuckoo will close its window and return to darkness,
Where it will wait until the pendulum of the clock stops.

If I scream with my mouth closed
Only a wheeze will come out, which no one will hear.
Before you standing outside the window
Not a sound will reach ... but even if it does not reach ...

The dream that the automatic clock sings about will never appear here again.
A dream that comes from the God of the automatic clock, here day and night,
He doesn't want to stop her: tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, again ... and again.

Even if the spring that turns back time
Will catch my voice while it's directed towards you
Sooner or later the sound of a clock pendulum starting to move
Will make you pay attention to him, even if you're under control.

You are entwined with a spring that turns back time
Taking control of her.
And sooner or later the hands of our clocks agree,
Allowing me to meet you, as if granting instant salvation.