Hoshizora e to Tsuzuku Sakamichi

The Slope Leading Towards the Starry Sky

In the dusk, amid the wintry wind.
The shadow of the girl.
Suddenly, the prologue begins.

Before I could catch myself…
I ran out in a hurry...
Spurred on by my heart in turmoil…

Never turning back…
To gaze at the white walls…
Fading into the distance…

Surrounded by painful signs…
Of a season symbolic of <life> fading away…

The approaching darkness... 
Seemed like it’ll never clear up...

I tried desperately to hold on
To my heart falling into shambles…

This long slope leading towards the starry sky…
Seemed like an eternity to me…

Flowers blossom only to wither…
A scene repeated countless times since the <era> of gods...
I have never once... thought of that sight as beautiful…

The sunlight of spring reveals itself after long
Only for mock shadows to relentlessly trample each other in pursuit of that light
I have never once... thought of that act as beautiful…

I’ve lived in resignation…
Never in want of anything...but…
I wasn’t able to give up…
On this one last wish…
So, holding it tightly to my chest…
I run up…

(Translated by Defade)