ヨルシカ – だから僕は音楽を辞めた (Music Video)


I’ve thought about it, but I still don’t understand Under the blue sky, I waited for you On that breezy afternoon, my imagination
escaped the confines of the day Hey, where do I go from here? No one has told me how to proceed I looked into your eyes and
without a word I walked away That’s Why I Gave Up on Music – Yorushika Music, Lyrics, Arrangement: n-buna
Vocal: suis Music Video Created by Popurika and Magotsuki Translation by EJ/bluepenguin I’ve thought about it, but I still don’t understand Youth is so boring I tried to give up piano, but I can’t break the habit of playing on my desk* Hey, what will I do in the future? It shouldn’t be music, right? Don’t worry Even if I plucked a single string in my heart No matter what I did, it wouldn’t disappear, even now, so Hey, I still remember I’m mistaken I don’t understand, I don’t care About all you humans or the truth
or love or the world or pain or life Wanting to know what’s right or wrong
is just a self-preservation instinct It’s your fault that I thought that * i.e. tapping his fingers on his desk as if playing piano I’ve thought about it, but I still don’t understand
why I truly don’t want to get older Just thinking “Someday I’m going to die”
makes my chest feel hollow “What will I do in the future?” When I grew up I understood
That I’m not going to do anything at all How do I explain why I hate
people who put on happy faces? It’s an inferiority complex haunting
my unsatisfied mind like a ghost I’m not mistaken Hey, with all your differences, you all are human When you don’t have love or salvation or kindness or a foundation, it feels bad Feeling pain at something like a love song
is a self-preservation instinct Do I really not care? It’s your fault I’ve thought about it, but I still don’t understand Why just living is painful Why you can’t make a living from something like music I don’t care if the lyrics or whatever are lazily done I don’t care about anything I’m probably not mistaken I’m sure I’m not mistaken I’m sure I’m not mistaken I’m mistaken, I understand I don’t care About all you humans or the truth or love
or salvation or kindness or life Not being able to give the right answer is a self-preservation instinct I don’t care, it’s your fault Even I had faith in something once Now the feeling is nothing but garbage I wrote to you so many times I didn’t care about whether I’d be rich and famous It’s true, it’s really true, that’s how it was back then That’s why I That’s why I gave up on music