SHINAGAWA SAESIDE

When you look at shinagawa seaside

When you look at Shinagawa seaside in the morning

Sometimes she looks like a lonely cloud

Sitting by the river silently

Watching the passing pedestrians

But maybe you can see her at night if lucky

You will be amazed at her beauty

The starry sky twinkles with her eyes

The silver train is her flashing dress

I always met her at dusk

At that time trees’ shadows were mottled

She said people touted her gorgeous looks

But no one wants to enter her heart

In the middle of the night，the middle of the night

She silently, silently

Listening to the river

Like a lonely cloud