new "hitotu"No2 English guide
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Translated by Mayumi Kawabata/ Naoto Akimoto/
Cooperated by Setsu Tobiyama
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"The Red Sun in the way Home" Neko Suzukawa
"That hit by the pitcher was very fearful. "
"Yeah, Matsu looked so scared. "
"Is it OK not to write a reading report if I got hurt? "
"I have not written yet. "
"She lives in my neighborhood. "
"Hi! Pero. How are you?"
"Hey Miki, do you hear me?
So I said not to do it! I was opposed to your going out of this town.
Anyway, try to find your job here, OK? "
"No practice today? " "No. "
"Were the boys I met yesterday in the same team? " "Yes. "
"You like baseball so much, don't you? "
"I wrote in my report I wanted to be a baseball player. "
"So, nice. "
"I'm sure your dream will come true.
I will cheer you.
Just like this with a megaphone... "
"Hurrah, hurrah Hirosawa."
"Better Life" by Kaori Kurumiya
I have become 16 years old.
This dress that you bought for me two years ago is too small now.
My cousin Misa says she want it.
Can I give it to her?
My grandma's quilt.
The bed which I used to use.
My grandma didn't like the bed. ..
but she says nothing now.
"11:59" Mizuki Kawana
"Louis, Is the clock I gave you broken? Always 11:59."
"..I can't throw it away. It's fixed 2 times a day."
"Yes. When it comes at 11:59."
"You are so easy."
"Hey, what's wrong? Is it true that you love other man?
Louis, I'm sorry. I will pay my debt soon.
Please rent some more money.
Your kilt is sold well?"
".. that's all for today."
I just come around here by work."
"Do you have lunch break? Shall I cook something?"
"No, thank you.
"I know you like that clock even it's broken.
This is old but tough. Please use this."
"... I will throw away that clock ... until before 11:59."
"Please Call Me" Hiroki
I'm Kumiko Ouno (17).
I fainally get my boyfriend after school festival in this spring.
This is he, Daigo Hatanaka (16).
"Miss!" --> "Miss Ouno!"
He call me like this.
"How about going out on Sunday ?"
"...then, where do you want to go?"
...He doesn't call my name lately.
"I want to go to an aquarium."
"A little bit far but how about here?"
"Don't call me "Miss Ouno"" I said 1 week ago.
I'm wondering what he will call me.
"Are you all right? Kumi."
"Why are you laughing?!"
"Sorry.. because you are so blush!"
"That's because YOU are so blush, Miss Ouno."
"No way! I'm not"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Enough of that!"
"Wait! I'm so sorry. Please call me Kumi once again. I never laugh.
Please, Mr Hatanaka, Daigo, Dai, Daidai.. which do you like?"
"Call as you like."
"The pilgrimage of a squirrel" Tubame Roman
"Oh, It's time for entrance."
"How many years have passed since we entered the school?"
"I know. I don't want to get old."
"I envy students."
"Because they can move to new places by graduation or entrance after a few years.
They can renew every few years.
They may be try new things by changing their mind at the new place.
After graduating school, there seems to be no time for change.
I haven't changed so much after 3 years or 5 years, even if I get a new job or quit a job.
Will I be the same forever?"
"Shall I change your mind?"
"Let's get married."
"That beside the point."
"Mail" Naoto Akimoto
"Thank you, postman." "Sign, please."
"All right. Just a moment."
"Sign here?" "Yes, please."
"You must be busy at the end of the year.
You look young. Are you part-time job?" "Yes"
The rumer seems to be ture that Ms MIZUMOTO got married.
I'm going out of this town for work next year.
"ETUDEN Op.10 -NO.3 ‚b‚g‚n‚o‚h‚m" Nakaya Yorube
"Strange Water Story" Akiko Shimosato
"Haniwa and a hat" Manoko Sakana
"Moth Conception 9911" Kioto Komaki
"Let's play. If you don't care me, I will touch your navel. Hear?"
"Where is nipple?"
"Wait..." "I feel strange.."
"OK. All right. You are sadist." "Is it great? Am I great?"
"Let's play" "Let's go outside." "Yes."
"A Duty of Dinner" Hisuiroukan
"He and Me" Tomoro
I and he exchanged it.
He have long hair.
He went away at midnight.
I saw the one.
It is painful like death.
"No EXISTENCE" Rita Lee
"Rubbish heap" Roba
"Are you a man on duty of team"C"?"
"This is a command. Work carefully."
"Hi TASAKU." "Hi YOITI."
"YOITI, You may get down from a mountain." "Nice!"
"Do your best."
"Hi." "Hi TASAKU."
"Hi TAKEBO. You are a person on duty." "OK."
"Do your best." "OK." "Do your best."
"That is just the same as what UMETIYO wrote."
"Look, That is the character you wrote. Good job."
"Thank you very much."
"The memory of wave" Hiroki
The memory is like a wave.
Come closer and disappear, Again and again.
The memory tossed by waves disappear as soon as I try to catch it.
The memory is vague.
House, People, ... in pieces.
I must go now. But..where?
"Look! I found her!"
"YOU must take care of her!"
"That's your business!" "Everyday I do ..." "I'm busy at work ..." "work?..."
"Let's go home!"
"I'm sorry to tell you terrible things."
"Let's go home, mam."
You don't have to cry.
'Cause everything turns into memory and the world is shining.
"The Door" Hidemi Kose
My door which I protect.
Shut up ... bad things, hard things, sad things, terrible things,
pretend not to know, pretend not to see, pretend to be OK,
pretend to be happy, pretend to enjoy, pretend to be a little boring.
Sometime talk about "dream" which lighter than a balloon or temporary "goal".
square sky, square building, square window, square room...
"What do you really want? " ask to myself.
"What do you really want?"
I am really hard, always not satisfied, always be hurried to something, always go after something,
always be frightened of something. And I don't know what the something is...
All things I shut up are Hate, Jealous, Anger, Distrust, Ridicules, Doubt.
Infinite Desire. How silly! How boring!
I want kill all peaple. I hate the world like this! Distroy it! in pieces!
Look, I'm not beautiful. Dirty, Ugly, Sly. Coward, Loose, Greedy.
When I'm in desperate, I call your name.
I call your name like a pray, like an incantation
I call your name again and again until tears stop.
I call your name again and again until shudder stop.
I call your name like a lullaby.
I love you. I believe you.
I can still call your name.
Because I believe you so much.
I'm all right.
Before I met you, I was so miserable.
I could not believe myself.
I was vanity. I was frightened.
I refused others.
I thought that believe = betray.
If I will be strong enough to laugh off all past things and accept myself.
That will be the time when I can go and see you.
I will open my door.
"Go Slowly" Setsu Tobiyama
What happen. I've already woken up this morning!
I'm the one who can't get up without alarm clock.
"Have a key?"
The boring love ended soon.
Give up the reply.
Change the air in my heart.
Clean up all mails I got.
"You idiot! " "No, No."
I hope you have a good time with something or someone besides me.
Don't get sick. Don't hurt. Don't suffer from anything. I just hope you are fine.
"I don't mind..."
My love had just started. I knew it would go all right this time.
No, no. It didn't start. It was going to start.
I worried too much about my past mistake.
I should have been myself. I should have been free and ease.
No, no. No need to think.
You are not the one. That all. Well...
Let's gather many hope.
Good things in the future, things I like. More and more... Not lose my heart.
Yes! Let's sing! Gather songs!
You can run away from me. You can doubt to me.
You can laugh at me. You can hate me.
So please be safe and happy.
I clear my heartbreak like this.
I don't think my love will come true.
No, no. Let's have a hope!
I'm going to be late.
Oh, It's 8:30!
I will keep this strap for a while.
I need some more time.
Let's gather much more hope.
"The Time Recorder" Yumiko Shirai
A friend of main who lives in my hometown sent me the latest album of my favorite musician.
She thought I can't afford to go to a record shop with a baby.
"Mar, Let's have a nap." "Faallin.."
"Oh, no." too quiet..
"Let's get off." "No. I do it again..." "Oh no."
They became so pop. They used to play more dark music.
"One lit two lit..." "OK, You can play."
"Three lit indan.."
The music brings me the past time. The sound rewinds the time. ...the old days.
The days I went to the concert with my friend. The days I eagerly waited for the new album.
But now ...
I only listen to the children's songs. And I don't know the new musicians.
Where is my music. I miss my music.
I can't hear the music.
"Mam, mom" "I can't hear" "Mam"
"I call you again and again."
"You are the one who erased my tape. My friend gave it to me."
"No! I'm not." "I have a proof."
"Please give me a monthly fee for the drum school. I'm getting late."
"Oh. Where is Misako?"
"May be she went to the club."
"One lit two lit... Three lit indan.. Mam! Mam!"
Why didn't I notice it.
There was the best musician around me.
Let's go and get a new CD. To look for my music... my NEW music.
Thank you. See you.