sol.ace_r

[English Translation]

A ball of yarn set before me,
the days of my life tangled tight.
Dreams and love that have lost their light
remain, knotted and still.

It’s okay, it’s okay to cry.
I’ll hold you for making it this far.
Between the threads, slowly loosening,
a small light begins to seep in.

Memories start to flow again,
words circling close to my ear.
In the darkness where I wanted to hide,
I call myself once more.

It’s okay, this is not your fault.
You’ve already endured enough.
Each time a small knot comes undone,
I become someone new.

Even if the end is nowhere in sight,
I won’t give up.
Even in moments I want to let go of everything,
I hold on to a single beam of light.

Hope grows hotter,
spreading deep and bright.
The darkness slowly lifts,
arriving as a small light.

Now, a yarn set free.
The shackles that bound me are gone.
Within harmonious colors,
a new me is born.

Now, I begin.
I embroider my own pattern.
Yesterday’s shadows scatter in the wind,
and I walk onto a road reopening before me.

Thread by thread, I weave
my radiant story.
Never to tangle again—
a story that is mine alone.