The Song of Hope

If happiness is to be doubled, then so will misery be compounded.

What kind of epilogue will the interpretation of the Laurants bring about?

“Why….why!? Izaka Nami was supposed to be me…unforgivable…

I won’t let you be the only one to become happy!”

The Song of Hope

The older child cries out

But the younger child sleeps on none the wiser

And when the younger child cries out

The older one joins in for a <chorus>[concert]

“Unforgivable…”

My first birth led to twins; some may call it a disaster

But to us, they’re our lucky treasures

The curious older brother and the carefree younger brother

What adorable twin <monsters>!

“Unforgivable…”

Hm? Something…doesn’t seem right…!?

My slightest suspicion…

Begins to

Pile up…

Along the happiness…

Of our ordinary days…

After

running

straight

down

this

slope

That I’ve not tread on in a while

I rush inside these white walls

Darkness takes over my vision

As I listened to the results of the examination

“Hahahahahahaha!!”

She looked forward to singing with her adorable children

As she plays the accompaniment

“What if these kids turn out to be geniuses!?”

“You’re getting ahead of yourself!”

“Maybe they’ll even become <singers who’re selected to participate in the national program, the Red-Black Song Battle>[nationally renowned singers]?”

“I say, it’s too early to tell.”

“No, I bet that’s gonna happen!”

“I gotta go buy some nice looking <sunglasses>!!”

<Izaka…the happily pregnant woman with a hyperactive imagination>[My wife]

Is not only getting ahead of herself

But dragging me along for the ride as well! (laughs)

[Misery] hates loneliness

It always seeks companionship

On a winter’s morning

The older child passes on in his sleep because of

<Sudden Infant Death Syndrome>

“SHIT!!”

“Unforgivable…”

[Misery], are you watching all this?

We can’t choose our destiny

So we toil in blood, sweat and tears

But, hey, you know what!?

You won’t have a say in how we live!!

Mothers are not forged

By the pain of childbirth

But rather grow alongside their children

I feel that deeply right now

I’ll become a real parent

-I’m here too!

How can we call ourselves parents

If we can’t even believe in the hidden potential of our child?

We’ll do everything we can

Leave the lamenting for later

-that can wait!

There’s <a musician>[someone] who didn’t give up

Even after losing his hearing!?

<Stars to illuminate a moonless sky>[Hope] burns brightly

Within this child too!

“Modern hearing aids are very powerful…

And if that doesn’t work, there’s still sign language.

An ordinary day to an adult could be a child’s grand adventure.

Let us treasure this life…”