Remember The Hill [Album Version]
I sit on a bench on a hill,
looking flying dragonflies
in the sky at sun set.
And it reminded me of the shape
of zero-fighters,because I saw
that on TV yesterday night.
Do I really understand that war?
I can feel my self dreary.
In 1944,our grandfathers
flew to the Pacific
holding in 500pond bomb.
And they passed away.
How was this madder
red sun setreflected
in their eyes?
We don't have a chance
to know those things.
We just put on a tiny show.
We are not satisfied
with the real world.
18year-old boy gripped
a steering in cock-pit.
They said good-bye forever.
At the departure
risking their lives,
memories of Father, Mother,
and Friends might be dearer
than ours at present.
I sit on a bench on a hill.
Do I understand a brave
spilit of the same ancestor?
In 1944,our grandfathers
flew to the Pacific holding
in 500pond bomb.
And they passed away.
How was this madder
red sun setreflected
in their eyes?
If I am in their situation,
do I have the same
courage as his?
What do I have to think
as a Japanese?
Look back history.
I sit on a bench on a hill,
looking flying dragonflies
in the sky at sun set.
And it reminded me of the shape
zero-fighters,because I saw
that on TV yesterday night.
Do I really understand that war?
Writer/s: MOE
