
ぼくのクリスマス~A Christmas Beneath the War-Torn Sky~
A childlike Christmas song with music box, bells and soft piano. Warm but tense. Add distant gunshot-like pops and far-off explosion rumbles, mixed with snowfall noise. Emotional, bittersweet, cinematic.

ぼくのクリスマス~A Christmas Beneath the War-Torn Sky~
A childlike Christmas song with music box, bells and soft piano. Warm but tense. Add distant gunshot-like pops and far-off explosion rumbles, mixed with snowfall noise. Emotional, bittersweet, cinematic.
Lyrics
灯りのない空に
ぼくはひとりでねがいをつぶやいた
サンタさん ことしもちゃんと来てくれるかな
枕もとに置かれた箱は なんだか重くて
そっとふたを開けたらきらり光る“おまもり”
大人たちは これで安心だって笑ってた
空から舞いおちる白いもの
雪みたいに見えるけど
胸のなか ざわついて
ちょっとだけ息をのんだ
ぼくのクリスマスは
しずかですこしだけ苦くて
夢をつめた靴下より
ぎゅっと握る“つよさ”が置かれていた
ほんとは あったかいだけの夜がほしいのに
遠くでひかる星たちが
キャンドルみたいに揺れていて
きれいだねって言いたいけど
だれもとなりにいないや
もしも あの白い雪が
ほんとうの雪だったなら
ぼくは手を広げて
きっと笑ってたのにな
ぼくのクリスマスは
願いをそっと胸にかくして
サンタさん いつか “ほんとうのプレゼント” を
運んでこれる日が来ますように
静かであったかい夜をください
【English Lyrics】
In a sky without lights,
I whispered a wish all alone.
Will Santa still come this year?
The box left by my pillow felt strangely heavy.
When I gently opened the lid, a small shining “talisman” was inside.
The adults smiled and said this would keep me safe.
What falls from the sky looks like white snow,
but as I watch it drift down,
my chest grows uneasy,
and I hold my breath a little.
My Christmas
is quiet, with a faint touch of bitterness.
Instead of a stocking filled with dreams,
what I was given was a “strength” I had to hold onto.
Even though what I really want
is simply a warm, peaceful night.
Stars glowing far away
flicker like candles.
I want to say how beautiful they are,
but no one is beside me.
If only those white flakes
were real snow,
I would spread my arms wide
and surely be smiling.
My Christmas
is one where I hide my wish quietly in my heart.
Santa, I hope the day will come
when you can bring me a “real present.”
Please give me a quiet, warm night.
