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“I’ve taken Mohammad Reza’s notebook by mistake. / Why weren’t you more careful?”

Where is the Friend’s Home? (1987, Abbas Kiarostami)

おっさんの夢 (An Old Man’s Dream)

One summer evening, I went by bicycle to my aunt’s house Things have really improved since I was a kid Don’t give up, surely, you still have a dream

Streaming from my cassette tape, to the starry sky I’ll continue running after the things my former self lost Don’t give up, a dream can certainly still be seen Let’s go out, Today, I worked a little too hard Searching for my self from that time, I have a feeling that, surely, it will be found However, it’s a dream that hasn’t come true

Hurrying to my car, it’s late at night, but I’m going to go see the ocean I haven’t had this kind of feeling since I was a kid Don’t give up, surely, you still have a dream

Let’s go out, Today, I worked a little too hard Searching for my self from that time, I have a feeling that, surely, it will be found However, a dream that hasn’t come true is still Still there, yeah!

Just like this, I’m growing older, I’m becoming an old man, but In the city traffic, human life like this is making me laugh! Is anything really essential? I took the last train, Life is only one time! There’s summer homework, but I give up at my desk

I can’t go back to being a little boy Carrying the night sky’s painfulness alone, I draw a continuation in my notebook I have a feeling that I’ll certainly find it But a dream that hasn’t come true is still, still Still a dream I still, still have a dream Still, I have a dream

Happiness isn’t something you wait around for. It’s something you create yourself.