MitGie

"RU-NA-WAY" (English Translation) Not tired of anything All right, moonlight, honey Don't look at me that way Restless- can't sit still Don't even know why it feels this way Drifting clouds worn-out sneakers buddies on the road ahead All alone on this RU-NA-WAY collar turned up high First step pressed down with these feet Don't know what's waiting Might stumble and fall- still keep moving on Winter night wind pierces my cheek All right, hold tight, honey Don't worry Nothing to brag- gotten used to hard times Can take it anyway Dead leaves swirl empty street No light at all- somehow it feels just right All alone on this RU-NA-WAY collar turned up high Frozen hands clenched inside my pockets Don't know what lies ahead in the distance In the darkness groping forward step by step Maybe just strange after all Never fitting in with anyone Every path walled in Boundaries swaying Can't stay like this not anymore So- All alone on this RU-NA-WAY All alone... All alone... All a- Going alone on this RU-NA-WAY cutting through the wind Flying out familiar sights at my back Don't know if it's make or fall apart Go where this feeling is leading.

"RU-NA-WAY" (English Translation) Not tired of anything All right, moonlight, honey Don't look at me that way Restless- can't sit still Don't even know why it feels this way Drifting clouds worn-out sneakers buddies on the road ahead All alone on this RU-NA-WAY collar turned up high First step pressed down with these feet Don't know what's waiting Might stumble and fall- still keep moving on Winter night wind pierces my cheek All right, hold tight, honey Don't worry Nothing to brag- gotten used to hard times Can take it anyway Dead leaves swirl empty street No light at all- somehow it feels just right All alone on this RU-NA-WAY collar turned up high Frozen hands clenched inside my pockets Don't know what lies ahead in the distance In the darkness groping forward step by step Maybe just strange after all Never fitting in with anyone Every path walled in Boundaries swaying Can't stay like this not anymore So- All alone on this RU-NA-WAY All alone... All alone... All a- Going alone on this RU-NA-WAY cutting through the wind Flying out familiar sights at my back Don't know if it's make or fall apart Go where this feeling is leading.

About this song A quiet reflection on memory. Released during Obon-Japan's quiet season of remembrance. Lyrics (English) "Those Summer Days" At dusk, along a trail through the paddies Golden waves of rice swayed in the breeze Stepping on shadows, I returned once more To this place held so dear In the river beyond, drifted and played Bathed in the midday sun At evening, silver shadows leapt and shimmered On the river, beneath quiet eyes Back and forth through festival stalls Within the shrine at twilight Cheerful voices and soft glowing lanterns Unraveled into the quiet night at the mountain's foot Green grass scents the air Walking with the sound of water beside me Drifting to distant days, with those once known Swinging nets, chasing after winged things Small and breathless, chasing in the sun Burnt cheeks, wings like gossamer Now only a shimmer in the heat Countless stars once shimmered above A sky that stole the breath away Now filled with sleepless lights And wonder fading into the haze Grandma, living now in a quiet place No longer knows just who I am She gazes far off, singing "Red Dragonfly" Like a girl, lost in the song Seasons turn, and colors change But this feeling does not Still quietly here, and part of me In the hush before dawn, it softly returns The clear call of a waking cicada Wrapped again in those summer days, My eyes gently close once more.

About this song A quiet reflection on memory. Released during Obon-Japan's quiet season of remembrance. Lyrics (English) "Those Summer Days" At dusk, along a trail through the paddies Golden waves of rice swayed in the breeze Stepping on shadows, I returned once more To this place held so dear In the river beyond, drifted and played Bathed in the midday sun At evening, silver shadows leapt and shimmered On the river, beneath quiet eyes Back and forth through festival stalls Within the shrine at twilight Cheerful voices and soft glowing lanterns Unraveled into the quiet night at the mountain's foot Green grass scents the air Walking with the sound of water beside me Drifting to distant days, with those once known Swinging nets, chasing after winged things Small and breathless, chasing in the sun Burnt cheeks, wings like gossamer Now only a shimmer in the heat Countless stars once shimmered above A sky that stole the breath away Now filled with sleepless lights And wonder fading into the haze Grandma, living now in a quiet place No longer knows just who I am She gazes far off, singing "Red Dragonfly" Like a girl, lost in the song Seasons turn, and colors change But this feeling does not Still quietly here, and part of me In the hush before dawn, it softly returns The clear call of a waking cicada Wrapped again in those summer days, My eyes gently close once more.