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Translation: Songs & Monologues... Tales of the Seasons ~Things I want to hear~ (Nakazawa Yuko) [Page 1]

Posted by Lurkette, in Booklet, Translations 10 February 2022 · 246 views

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Songs & Monologues... Tales of the Seasons

~What I want to hear~

Nakazawa Yuko


Translated by Lurkette

Requested by denadel



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One year has passed, over the seasons, since I started Songs & Monologues ~Singing, Speaking~, and now I can present it to you as a single work. Please take it in and enjoy it.


Songs & Monologues... Tales of the Seasons

Beginning, beginning


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She never learns


All of a sudden, the fire alarm was ringing violently.

I awoke, startled. It was in that moment...

"Oh, ouch! Oww!"

Pain was tearing through my head.

No, this wasn't something as simple as pain.

It was so bad, I thought that this was surely what it would feel like to get an axe to the head.

The fire alarm ringing was like someone dropping that axe down on me.

Of course, it wasn't even a fire alarm.

The peal I heard in a dream was actually the sound of my ringtone.

"Yes... Hello..."

"Nakazawa? Were you asleep?"

"Ah, good... morning."

My manager's voice that I was so used to hearing came through the phone.

Except, this manager's voice was so loud. I always thought it was.

They didn't have to speak so loudly, especially over the phone...

Each word resounded in my head.

"Oh come on, what do you mean, 'good morning'? It's almost noon. I already heard. You were up late last night drinking, weren't you? I got worried about you so I called."

"Oh... I'm sorry... For worrying you..."

"You're supposed to be in the studio at 2. Don't be late."

"I got it... I'm okay."

"Take a hot shower and feel better. Then, come to the studio."

Pfft, were you worried about me or about me being late?

"This sucks..."

I'd had countless hangovers in the past,

but the one this morning might have been the worst I'd ever had.

Even blinking made my head pound.

The reason I had been out drinking so late... was a breakup.

They didn't like me as much I thought I liked them. That was the story.

I forgot what happened after, I had been drinking so much, until the sun came up.

Someone sang it once, but at times like these, women normally cry.

Drinking until you're hung over the next day, that's what men do.

But I drank. I drank, I drank, and finally I cried. The worst.

...I closed my eyes, and opened them. I lied down on my stomach. I flipped over to my back.

How much time had passed while I was agonizing over this pain that wouldn't let up?

I vaguely searched for a clock.

Oh god, it's so late. I have to be in the studio by 2...

And yet, I can't go to work in this state.

I held my throbbing head in my hands,

I limped out like a medical patient doing physical therapy

and went to the bathroom, where I filled the bathtub with warm water.

Gentle steam immediately started to fill the room.






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