Ana

Existe uma música na banda sonora de um anime que adorei (Clannad) que se chama Ana! Não podia deixar de a partilhar por este motivo, mas também porque a música é muito bonita, profunda e emocionante. Fala da preciosidade de um lugar que, apesar da mudança a que inevitavelmente está sujeito, não deixa de ser o lugar. Podem ouvi-la aqui e acompanhar a letra:

Ana

The place changes and goes. Like a wind, like clouds.
Like the traces of the heart, no halt at the place.

The place is so far away. Be far apart.
People's hand does not reach, so merely has the worship.

The place is a lofty lord. Can't meet nobody put on.
We will lose the place so lofty which changes.

Not all were desired. However, we're never sad.
Still, there is still the place. Far away. far away.

The wind blows through the place. An endless, with all.
Like the ripple float on the water, it blows as it goes.

The place is not make at all. Nothing is shown.
Like the sand clasped by hand, it falls vainly.

The place is a profound lord and wear the vain faint light.
But we will find it in the place, the hut at which it stands still.

If not concerned with all, it will maintain that "no dye".
Therefore, there is still the hut. It's lonely, solitary.

No halt at the wind and soars to the sky.
Like the verdure meets with sunrise, it grows up as reborn.

The hut has held new one that's different from all.
Like the sand castle of the children, but realized with the mind.

The person is a vain statue where taciturnity calm.
Still, we will know a huge flow. It is stopped by nobody.

Soon, the wind where is the snow cloud will be dyed to snow-white.
Summer grass will incline. No sunlight, feebly shade.

The place buried in deep snow, like the collapsing castle.
Like the head of the shade figure, will be thrown away.

The hut buried in deep snow, it sinks in to the flood.
And the "not dyeing" is dyed out and waits for a oppose one.

Even if all are healed, be gonna no return.
There is still the place. Far away, far away.

The place changes and goes. Like a wind, like clouds.
Like the traces of the heart, no halt at the place.

The place is a lofty lord. Can't meet nobody put on.
Still, there is still the place. Far away, far away.

Julgo que há pequenas falhas a nível sintáctico mas isso, por vezes, acontece nas músicas cantadas em inglês por japoneses.