I could be wrong but there are a few parts I read kind of differently:
In this tear, there is a number of memories.
In this heart, there is a number of wounds.
Whether drinking sake by myself, or drinking with a bartender, or drinking while listening to enka,
Or even on a night when I drink myself to tears,
Sometimes, it's good enough.
If I look back over that time, I see the ship on which I had loaded my dreams,
From which the two of us used to face the stormy seas together.
Whether drinking with the guys, or drinking with the bartender or drinking while listening to enka,
Anyway, just give me sake.
Do you understand?
Forget it, just give me sake.
I want to drink until I'm drenched in sake, until I fall asleep.
For a man, there is tomorrow, as I'm sure you understand.
Whether I drink while apologizing, or drink with the bartender, or drink while listening to enka,
I love you, even from now.
You understand. (Maybe it's I understand -- can't tell.)
Anyway, just give me sake.