The palm of your hand wraps up around my cheek,
Wet hands from the freezing rain caress my lips.
This is the middle of serenity.
Tender passion stirs each time we share these moments.
These mere voices sink into a comfortable silence.

My little finger twists together with yours.
Along with that and the healing tears of my heart,
One at a time my wounds disappear.

With the palm of your hand resting there,
I will always be in the middle of this tranquility.
It is possible to believe that this is the height of all comfort.

As for the coldness of winter, it weakens the sunlight filtering through the trees.
But, just smile, for love however unreliable is good.

To share our feelings, thoughts and the like isn’t necessary.
Right now, just your warmth is good enough;
This is everything to me.

The palm of your hand wraps up around my cheek,
Wet hands from the freezing rain caress my lips.
I love you.

(my very own highly stylized, non-literal and inaccurate translation of "Love" from the anime series Noir)  I could go into detail about all the little nuances of meaning and what I was thinking when I chose the words, but it's 1 a.m. and I'm sleepy.  :P  Remind me about it later...

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