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| Japan | English |
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| aru asa nebou shite awatete heya wo tobidashi
necktie umaku musubezu neguse tsuita mama "kyou wa yoku hareta hi da sora ga aoi" nante jikan wasure itsumo no kuse de oritatsu niwa de sakihokoru dahlia no hana wa boku no se wo kasoku oikoshi miagereba iro azayaka ni nagaredasu melody karada goto taore yasukute taisetsu ni sasaeru koto ga hitsuyou na hana datta no ni konna ni kirei ni saku kara omoeba ano koro wa mada nani mo wakaranakute nanda ka hayaru kokoro wo tada moteamashita isogu eki no tochuu de fui ni tachitomatta hajimete miru shiranai keshiki sora wa aokute maru de ima kimi wa dahlia no hana no you ni kokoro ubatte me no mae wo kakenukete yuku isshun no melody ashita mata aeru to shitara kono jikan wasurenai you sukoshi dake osome no asa de dekakeru kami wo tokashite sou ieba dahlia no hana no hanakotoba shiranai keredo kyou wa mou nemuri ni tsuite asu wo yume miyou sakihokoru kimi wa dahlia itsu made mo kirei na mama de shounen no kokoro ni saite chiranai todokanai basho de | Some mornings, I sleep late and, in a rush, hurriedly leave my room,
Fixing my necktie and bedhair the same as usual Saying, "Today is a nice clear day. The sky is so blue!" Forgetting the time with a lasting habit, standing in the garden In full bloom, a dahlia flower is behind my back as I casually pass by I admire in its beautiful colors the flowing melody By which even failing health could be greatly improved It is an important flower because it has this kind of beauty when in bloom Looking back, that was a time when I still understood nothing Somehow, I could not deal with my impatient heart Hurrying on the way to the station, I abruptly stopped For the first time, I noticed the unfamiliar scenery--the sky really was blue Right now, you are just like a dahlia flower, stealing my heart Looking ahead, I would continue running through this moment's melody Hoping that we can meet again tomorrow, I will not forget these times Just a little slow-paced this morning, I'll venture out, brushing my hair So even if I don't know the name for the dahlia flower in the language of flowers, As I sleep tonight I will dream of seeing you tomorrow In full bloom, you are a dahlia forevermore with the same beauty Blooming in a boy's heart with petals that never fall, in an unreachable place |