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Two People Under A Tree
- I'm watching her standing under a pine tree
Near Nihonmatsu village in Adachigahara in the far north country -
That's Mount Atatara over there
And there's the shining River Abukuma
We sit down quietly,
The pale green wind from a far off world
Sweeps through our drowsy heads.
I can't disguise the quiet thrill of holding hands with you
In this vast expanse of wintry countryside
With only the white clouds to look down on us.
There's a strange incense burning in your soul
Aah... how it draws me down into the realms of unearthly love.
We've been together through the seasons of ten years,
They've shown me how your endless feminity
Smoulders in infinity
Exorcising the aching of my desire
Pouring a fountain of refreshing youthfulness
Into my body racked by the troubles of life,
Yet it can be as elusive
And capricious
as a will-o-the-wisp.
That's Mount Atatara over there
And there's the shining River Abukuma
This is where you were born,
Those small dots are the white walls of your family's saké
storehouse.
So, with our legs stretched out,
Let's breathe in the scent of these trees under the big sky of the north country,
Let's soak up this atmosphere
As supple and lively, cool and delectable as you are.
I will be far away again tomorrow,
Back to the evil city, to the chaos of love and hatred,
That human farce which I fear but can't escape from.
This is where you were born,
The land that gave birth to your strange and unique being.
The wind is still blowing through the pines,
Please point out to me again the places in this lonely wintry landscape
That's Mount Atatara over there
And there's the shining River Abukuma
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