
If I live on, will I someday look back fondly on even these painful days? For the days I once found so hard now seem dear to me.
The poet, Fujiwara no Kiyosuke, was a leading scholar-poet of the late Heian period. He wrote the poetic treatises Fukuro Zōshi and Ōgishō and was regarded as the foremost authority of his day on the theory of waka. Yet his life was long unrewarded. A serious rift with his own father, Fujiwara no Akisuke, left him blessed with neither court rank nor standing in the poetic world, and he spent years in obscurity. Only in his later years did he finally win the favor of Emperor Nijō and see the light of day. "The world I once saw as bitter is now dear to me"—days that had seemed nothing but painful are now missed. These are words that only Kiyosuke, who actually lived through those years of misfortune, could have written: a poem carrying the weight of lived experience.
A poem of hard-won feeling from a poet who endured long years of misfortune through the rift with his father Akisuke, and saw the light only in old age. "The days I thought were painful are now dear to me"—then surely this painful present, too, will one day be dear. His own memory has become proof of hope for the future. Not despair, but a song of hope with solid grounds.
The core of this poem is "the magic of time." A past that was so painful is now something to miss. Then this painful present, too, will surely become dear in the future. Kiyosuke's hope has a basis. His own memory guarantees the future. In the lyrics we layered this structure onto a modern night, going home on the last train. Someone who "somehow survived another day" suddenly remembers that even the nights they cried so hard have now become stories to laugh about. So the chorus sings: "Yesterday is the proof." This hope is not a matter of grit. Your own past is what encourages you. And what we most wanted to convey is this line in the Bridge: "That there were nights you wanted to disappear, and that you didn't disappear—that is already courage." Even without accomplishing anything special, simply having survived is already courage—the baton we received from Kiyosuke a thousand years ago, we pass tonight to you, swaying on a last train somewhere.
ながらへば(新古今和歌集・百人一首84番)Garu JP
終電の窓に 映る顔
今日もどうにか 生き延びた
「何のため」なんて 聞かないで
答えは今も 探してる
でも思い出して あの日々を
あんなに泣いた夜も 今は笑い話
ながらへば また このごろや
しのばれむ いつかきっと
つらいだけの この日々さえも
恋しくなる日が 来るから
昨日がそれを 証明してる
あの頃は世界の 終わりだった
なくした恋も 眠れない夜も
なのに今では 宝物みたいに
笑って話してる 不思議だね
つらさの数だけ 未来の自分が
「懐かしいね」って 迎えに来る
ながらへば また このごろや
しのばれむ 今日の涙も
この痛みは 光に変わる
変わらなかった夜は ないから
明日がそれを 待っている
消えたい夜が あったこと
それでも消えなかったこと
それがもう 勇気なんだ
明日の自分が 知っている
ながらへば またこのごろや しのばれむ
憂しと見しよぞ 今は恋しき
ながらへば また このごろや
しのばれむ だから行こう
憂しと見る この世界が
恋しい世界に 変わるまで
その日まで 生きていこう
憂しと見しよぞ……
今は 恋しき
Nagaraheba (Shin Kokin Wakashu / Hyakunin Isshu No.84) Garu JP
My face reflected in the last train's window
Somehow I survived another day
Don't ask me "what is it all for"
I'm still searching for the answer
But remember those days
The nights we cried so hard are now a funny story
If I live on, someday
I will look back on these days with love
Even these days of nothing but pain
Because the day will come when I miss them
Yesterday is the proof of that
Back then it felt like the end of the world
The love I lost, the sleepless nights
Yet now, like little treasures
I talk about them with a smile — strange, isn't it
For every hardship, a future me
Comes to greet me saying "those were the days"
If I live on, someday
I will miss even today's tears
This pain will turn into light
Because no night has ever stayed the same
Tomorrow is waiting to prove it
That there were nights I wanted to disappear
And that I never did disappear
That alone is already courage
Tomorrow's me knows it
If I live on, I may yet long for these days
The days I saw as misery — now they are dear to me
If I live on, someday
I will miss these days — so let's go on
Until this world I see as misery
Turns into a world I long for
Until that day, let's keep on living
The days I saw as misery......
Now, how dear they are