Описание
| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Omoide o tsunde kimasho Hana o tsunde kimasho
Mune no yami ni ichirin sashi kazaru no Itsu datte ikidomari de Kesshite nigerarenai Sora no tori e kanashimi nose tobasu no Koko wa karinui Watashi o shibaru eien Iki mo kaeri mo sugite yuku wa yume Hi ga kurete kage o kakusu Hitori nakitaku naru Kuroku nijimu hitomi no naka kowakute Koko wa karinui Sekai o anda eien Iki mo kaeri mo tsuite kuru wa kaze Sukoshi dake yorimichishite naita... Koko wa karinui Watashi o shibaru eien Iki mo kaeri mo sugite yuku wa yume | Let's pick memories; let's pick flowers
I'll raise a single flower to the darkness in my chest and decorate it At a dead end all the time I can never escape; I'll let my sorrow ride on the birds in the sky and fly This place is the basting The eternity that binds me Whose going and returning passes by me is a dream The sun sets and hides the shadows; alone, I feel like crying The centers of my eyes that stain black will grow afraid This place is the basting The eternity that knitted the world Whose going and returning follows the wind I stayed away for a moment and wept... This place is the basting The eternity that binds me Whose going and returning passes me is a dream |