Canta Per Me
By Any Unborn Child
(Disclaimer: Tsubasa is not mine.)
Canta per me addio
quel dolce suono
de' passati giorni
mi sempre rammenta
Sing for me farewell
that sweet sound
of past days
always remember me
It was a wonder that they hadn't lost each other before.
Sakura always worried that she would one day forget Syaoran entirely.
But she didn't show it.
Syaoran always worried that he would fail in protecting Sakura.
He didn't show it either.
Neither of them wanted to lost each other.
Or forget each other.
La vita dell'amore
dilette del cor mio
o felice tu anima mia
canta adagio
The life of the love
beloved in my heart
oh happy, you, my soul
sing slowly
As quick as it came, it happened.
Eventually they did lose each other.
After the events of Tokyo, neither of them was sure about the future.
And about their own identities.
Syaoran wasn't the Syaoran that they knew.
He had a whole different side to him.
Someone who was willing to torture, even kill, to get what he wanted.
Sakura transformed into someone with many more bloodstains.
Stumbling with many wounds to be tended to, and not seeming to care about them.
Sakura became numb.
Syaoran became numb.
At least for a while.
Tempra la cetra e canta
il inno di morte
a noi si schiude il ciel
volano al raggio
Strengthen your lyre and sing
the hymn of death
the sky opens to use
fly to the ray
It all came back afterwards.
The worry.
The uncertainty.
The doubt in themselves.
The doubt in each other.
How could they be so sure that whom they were talking to wasn't trying to kill them?
How could they be so sure about what the other person was?
It all seemed so confusing
Indeed it was.
The only hope that they had was to convince themselves that they wouldn't forget.
They wouldn't forget each other, and what they had done for each other.
What they had sacrificed.
And what they would sacrifice.
La vita dell'amore
dilette del cor mio
o felice, tu anima mia
canta addio
The life of the love
beloved in my heart
oh happy, you, my soul
sing farewell
And when the time did come,
When they did have to say goodbye to each other,
They would do it with all they had.
They would sing their farewells.
Their songs would be ripe and vibrant.
Their songs would be passionate and quiet.
They would encompass everything that they felt for each other.
No regrets.
No remorse.
Nothing held back.
They would be all they could be.
La vita dell'amore
o dilette del cor mio
The life of the love
oh beloved in my hear
They would return to each other.
They would be together again.
Eventually.
Fin