(Translyrics) Santa Maria / サンタマリア (Kenshi Yonezu / Hachi)

Though our own palms, become two when we are together,
We were separated by a pane of glass.
This is merely, a visiting room for one another,
And to ever be one is far too much to ask.
But we have still been talking..

Both of us share the feeling that we somehow have been cursed,
As we walk, I wonder how many lies we will wind around our words?
Gracefully, while surrounded by a heavy silence and kindness,
My open eyes finally met with yours.
And you laughed ever so slightly..

Oh, Santa Maria, I won't say a single thing:
But you must be sure that you're satisfied with these words, hesitating
Oh, let every bit and kind of happiness be broken;
I' m weary from prayer, maybe I'll finally get to meet you.
Together, let us go towards the shining light,
With no reason left, let me hold your hand in mine.

Someday soon, this azure cactus will reach its bloom,
and the glass between our palms will crumble away.
Shouldn't we believe? No matter what comes tomorrow,
Let us hope that our hands will intertwine someday.
We'll pray for this curse to fade..

If you hadn't been there for me in my life as of late,
I wonder if, my sadness, and my fears -
would they have ever gone away?
I found myself searching every street during the darkening afternoon,
For even a knife to cut our curse from both me and you,
For a song without these impurities..

Oh, Santa Maria, There's justice in everything;
Through whatever days, whatever futures,
whatever past mistakes..
Oh, a golden sunrise shines waveringly, in your eyes.
And just like pouring rain, the tears that lie inside
Oh, they start to fall..
Whenever I see you with that kind of stare,
I become trapped in a mire of despair...

This is just a visiting room, and this cactus,
Is yet to bloom, and the glass yet to break..
But within all of this, a single candle
Refuses to extinguish it's flame..

I am looking towards you,
and your gaze shifts to me too.
So that we won't give up on this belief,
or the hope we've clung to..

Oh, Santa Maria, I won't say a single thing:
But you must be sure that you're satisfied with the name of someone like me..
Oh, let every bit and kind of happiness be broken;
I' m weary from prayer, maybe I'll finally get to meet you.
Together, let us go towards the shining light,
With no reason left, let me hold your hand in mine.

Santa Maria, as we carry this darkness along,
Let us push it away,
and go towards the light where we belong..