Just nagging words go on and on.
I want to feel refreshed; taste the future.
The petty squabbles have soured.
Verbal battles that have dragged on.
You grow tired and throw in the spoon-it's far away.
Round and round,
I'll scoop it up for you, ah.
If only I could become a spoon.
It's not the feast drawn in pictures.
Nor is it sauce made from fond.
It's only a little bit, I wonder why.
It's mouthwatering, you know.
In a vividly colorful salad bowl,
Try them with a smile, even the likes and dislikes.
You're surprisingly starting to like them, aren't you?
On days when the sky is dull gray,
As if tearing apart thick clouds,
I want to see the wind, I want to see magic.
Gazing at as many recipes as I can think of,
Let's serve them up, as many times as needed.
Freshly cooked dishes in full bloom,
If smiles could be seen.
I don't care about the effort of creation.
Unknown encounters
An unimaginable future
You'll learn that you can share it.
Even on imperfect plates,
A teaspoon of destiny-up all night.
Let's talk about plans, big or small, as you wish.
And let's keep seeking that luxurious spoon.
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Warmth and drowsiness, too,
With today's prompting, they'll fly away.
I want you to come along, because I'm getting ready.
To that hill where the morning sun shines clearly.
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A picnic sheet is ready, too.
And blankets are ready, too.
All of it has been gathered quickly and is ready.
To a spur-of-the-moment camping trip,
Inviting anyone and everyone along.
Huge expectations
Even if they fall flat.
Even if nothing unfair comes at you,
Even if you want to say it.
There are days when nothing goes right no matter what you do.
Those failures are spices too.
No matter how bitter the first dish may be,
I'm proud.
With hands wrapped in bandage tape,
Giving it my all-failures I won't regret.
Will I be able to feel that way tomorrow?
There are still many unknowns, wide open.
Let's take it slow; I want to fully savor it.
Simply, I look forward to it.
Hope
To see plenty.
I want to be by your side.
Keeping a small, secret feeling inside.
On nights when I'm a little afraid and anxious,
As if it would illuminate my weak heart.
I want to look at the stars; I want to see magic.
Gazing at as many recipes as come to mind,
Let's serve them up, again and again.
Freshly made dishes
If we could see smiles in full bloom,
The effort of creation doesn't matter.
A world that blends the clear and the murky.
We will devour it all.
All the sour and the sweet.
While it's hot, fill it up with plenty.
Of love.
Let's pack it into a lavishly cheerful menu.
A teaspoon of destiny-up all night.
Let's discuss your plans, big and small.
And let's keep looking for that luxurious spoon.