itsumo nando demo

spirited away'ı bir kez izleyen bünyenin asla unutamayacağı, filmin sonunda çalan eşsiz parça. üstüste defalarca dinlenebilir ve bıktırmaz. yumuşak bir müzik ve yumuşak bir sesin birlikteliğinin insanı transa geçirebileceğinin ispatıdır.
başka bir sözlükte okuduğum kadarı ile bu şarkı, spirited away'ın yapılma sebebiymiş. doğru olabilir, etkisinden çıkmak kolay değildir.
japonca sözleri ve ingilizce çevirisi aşağıdadır;

yondeiru mune no dokoka okude
itsumo kokoro odoru yume wo mitai

kanashimi wa kazoekirenai keredo
sono mukou de kitto anata ni aeru

kurikaesu ayamachi no sonotabi hito wa
tada aoi sora no aosa wo shiru
hateshinaku michi wa tsuzuite mieru keredo
kono ryoute wa hikari wo idakeru

sayounara no toki no shizukana mune
zero ni naru karada ga mimi wo sumaseru

ikiteiru fushigi shinde yuku fushigi
hana mo kaze mo machi mo minna onaji

yondeiru mune no dokoka oku de
itsumo nando demo yume wo egakou

kanashimi no kazu wo iitsukusu yori
onaji kuchibiru de sotto utaou

tojiteiku omoide no sono naka ni itsumo
wasure takunai sasayaki wo kiku
konagona ni kudakareta kagami no ue nimo
atarashii keshiki ga utsusareru

hajimari no asa no shizukana mado
zero ni naru karada mitasarete yuke

umi no kanata ni wa mou sagasanai
kagayaku mono wa itsumo koko ni
watashi no naka ni mitsukerareta kara

bu da ingilizce çevirisi;

it's calling, somewhere deep in my heart.
i want to have an exciting dream always.

there are countless sorrows,
but i will surely see you beyond them.

every time one makes a mistake,
one just knows the blue of the blue sky.
it looks that the path continues to no end,
but these arms can hold the light.

my silent heart in the time of farewell,
the body that becomes zero listens carefully.

the mystery of being alive, the mystery of going to die,
it's the same with flowers, winds, and towns.

it's calling, somewhere deep in my heart,
let's make a dream, always and time after time.

rather than count the number of sorrows,
let's sing softly with the same lips.

in the closing memories,
i always hear the whisper that i do not want to forget.
even on a shattered mirror,
a new landscape can be reflected.

the morning of the beginning, the quiet window.
fill up the body that becomes zero.

i no longer look for it over the sea.
the shining thing has been here always,
i have found it in myself.