Hare no Hi (English Version)ハレの日

Out from the hem of your white swaddling robe
Tiny fingers reach and hold my collar tight
Your eyelids tremble in your very first breeze
Still not used to the sound of your name

As if to say, please don't let go
The palm of your hand is warm

In the light of every day we celebrate
I lose myself in you again and again
Your back a little taller than yesterday
And that tiny habit that never changes

The rice cake on your back sat you down on the floor
Your trembling lip turned into a laugh
Before my hand could even reach you
You stood up all on your own

As if to say, please don't let go
The palm of your hand is warm

In the light of every day we celebrate
I lose myself in you again and again
Your back a little taller than yesterday
And that tiny habit that never changes

Dragging the bag of candy for a long life
You tell me that your sandal straps hurt
As I kneel to tie them, at my sleeve
Those same small fingers softly hold on

The long sleeves of the kimono I once wore
Catch the wind upon your arms
Pretending to fix the loose hairs at your neck
I let my hand stay a little longer

By the quiet window of the waiting room
I'm the one who lowers your veil at last
From behind the thin white, your fingers
Touch my sleeve just one more time

In the light of every day we celebrate
I lose myself in you again and again
Your back a little taller than yesterday
And that tiny habit that never changes

As if to say, please don't let go
Your fingers are still warm today