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| Japan | English |
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| sou naru made yoku dekita scenario da ne
unmei wa futatsu wo saketa tsutawatte sono omoi megami-sama ga sukoshi dake itazura wo shita koko ni iru sore dake de kokoro ga atsuku naru ima futatsu ga deatta toki ga kagayaku otogai ga otogai wo kanjite shimau kara makeru wake ni ikanai "rival" dakara mata, haru to natsu to aki to fuyu ga kakenuketeku asu e to surikireta pride wo tatakitsukete mou dore hodo toki ga sugita tatakatta mono dake ni dekiru kizuna sukoshi zutsu kanji hajimeta soba ni iru sore dake de yume ga real ni naru hibi waretara kokoro ja mienai iro de otogai ga otagai wo mitome atte shimau makeru wake ni ikanai ikkyuu ni kakeru ima, kaze ni matta hana ga takaku maiagatta asu e to koko ni iru sore dake de yume ga real ni naru ima futatsu ga deatta toki ga kagayaku otagai ga otagai wo kanjite shimau kara makeru wake ni ikanai "rival" dakara mata, haru to natsu to aki to fuyu ga kakenuketeku soba ni iru sore dake de yume ga real ni naru hibi wareteta kokoro ja mienai iro de otagai ga otagai wo mitome atte shimau makeru wake ni ikanai ikkyuu ni kakeru ima, kaze ni matta hana ga takaku maiagatta asu e to | In order for this scenario to play out like it should,
Fate must separate the two of us That feeling, like being in the presence of a goddess, is everywhere Like I'm inferior, I feel mocked just a little Right here, all I notice is my spirit heating up Now the two of us meet in this glistening time Each of us feels that, in the end, We cannot share in defeat, so we call one another "rival" Again, rushing through spring, summer, fall, and winter, to reach tomorrow Worn out, I throw away my pride What causes time to pass so quickly? My bonds with the sole thing I fight for enable me This feeling has just begun By my side, all I notice is my dreams becoming real The broken days in my heart are of a color I can't see Each of us accepts that, in the end, We cannot share defeat while keeping the ball in the air Now, dancing in the wind, flowers are flying high, to reach tomorrow Right here, all I notice is my spirit heating up Now the two of us meet in this glistening time Each of us feels that, in the end, We cannot share in defeat, so we call one another "rival" Again, rushing through spring, summer, fall, and winter By my side, all I notice is my dreams becoming real The broken days in my heart are of a color I can't see Each of us accepts that, in the end, We cannot share defeat while keeping the ball in the air Now, dancing in the wind, flowers are flying high, to reach tomorrow |