十七歳。（仮英訳）

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(Audience MC)

Rin: Hey, the next song is about to start!
Len: Yeah...Take a look at all these people.
Rin: Check out all those instruments too. This has to be good!
Len: I bet...

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(Yukari MC)

Um...About my next song...
I guess some of you guys might feel that the lyric is little cocky.
But I'll do my best to impress you all so...Don't walk out on me, alright?

So...here goes nothing.
I hope you'll like it.

"17" !

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(Song)

No matter how many times I see the mirror,
the high heels which were expensive for me, doesn't suit me well and
I'm starting to get pissed.

I half knew that those pair would be too early for me.
I guess I'm not ready for "the GlassShoes" yet either.
I thought I'd picked the best style so that I would look less like a kid.

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"You are not old enough."

I'm through with people saying this to me.
Although they don't treat me like a child.

Whenever I'm in a pensive mood, I feel that I'm so odd and miserable
since I can neither be a grown-up nor a child.

If so-called grown-ups had the same headache and
had passed the same impatience I'm experiencing now,
why won't they show me the shortcut to take?

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I copy and paste my homeworks.
I have no time to waste for craps like that.

Fancy items in the news and attractive costumes.
There are so many of them for me to check out!

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Just kidding.

Although I do tend to get excited about
thinking which one of them would make me a person,
to be honest I don't have much choice in anything.

I'm starting to understand that I am not "the One."
But I am too afraid to admit that.
Somebody should be guiding me so that I can fulfill my destiny, right?

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Where does this uneasiness come from?
Why can't I stop crying? To whom do I feel so much vexation to?
Acting tougher than who I really am probably won't work out.

Sometimes, I just have to laugh at myself for my own stupidity.

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Maybe the authorities are right all the time,
but if young ones act so square to what has been said,
nothing surprising would happen in life.

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If I would have a lover, he would have to be older than me.
But pedos? ...No, thanks!
I have no time to waste for perverts like them.

I know that men have their own so-called "important meetings."
But don't you dare leave me alone.
Let me drown in fantasy of love as long as the time let me.
I want my soul to be roasted with such a passionate sensation!

I can't quite grow pass my puberty.
And my shameful history of youth is stacking up so high.
But don't worry, that's so mainstream!

Being so natural.
And being so free.
That is all about girls like me.

I just have to push my ego to something I love!

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Oh, everybody pretends to listen to what I dream to become.
But when I look into their eyes, they're always looking elsewhere.

I feel so lonely.
Can't you hold my hand tighter?

I am not so tough. At least not as much as you think I am.

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I know that not all dreams come true.
So don't give me big lectures about it.
All I want from you is to push my back so that I can strive.

Someday my 17th age will pass.
And I will become one of those grown-ups in near future.
But I don't want to forget how I feel about things now.

I pray that I would keep my perspective even in the distant future.

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Thanks for listening!