Kawaita Hana
Dried Flower
Английское название - Dried Flower ;
Aниме - Mahou Tsukai ni Taisetsu na Koto ;
Комментарий - Natsu no Sora Ed ;
Aниме - Mahou Tsukai ni Taisetsu na Koto ;
Комментарий - Natsu no Sora Ed ;
Описание
| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Yoru no nochi magari zawameku machi
Kimi ni karita uta wo kiki nagare aruku Nando demo denwa shite koe dake ga genki ni narunda "Hoshi ni hitotsu dake negai wo komete kimi ni okuru yo" Sotto natsu no nioi asu ni nigete yuku Te wo nobaseba itsudatte kimi ga ite Kaze ga sawagi boku wa ai wo kuchizusamu Yume wo kakaekonda kawaita hana wa tsuki no iro Apaato no kaidan wo orite Ameagari no machi wo kimi ni ai ni yuku Atarashii hajimari wa sayonara to sukoshi niterunda "Sora wo oyogu nara senaka no hane wo kashite ageru yo" Hareta natsu no asa mo hashaida yoru mo Atarimae no hibi wa kimi ga ita Kaze ga tomari boku wa hitori tachi tomaru Omoide wa yureru mahou wa tokete niji no iro Madobe ni utsutta yoru ga Nanimo shirezu naiteru Kokoro wa ima furueteru Kawaita hana wa ukabu mizu no ue Sotto natsu no nioi asu ni nigete yuku Te wo nobaseba itsudatte kimi ga ite Kaze ga sawagi boku wa ai wo kuchizusamu Yume wo daekon da kawaita hana wa tsuki no iro | I walked down a warping alleyway of night
In a bustling town while listen to a song you lent me I called you up so many times, Your voice is all I need to feel energetic again "I'll put that single desire into a star and send it to you." The gentle scent of the summer escapes on to tomorrow If I reach out my hand, you will always be there The wind roars and I hum of love I held onto those dreams; they're a dried flower colored like the moon Walking down the stairs from my apartment I head to meet you in the town after the rain This new beginning feels a bit like goodbye "If you swim through the sky, I'll lend you the wings on my back." On a sunny summer morning, on a merry night You were there every day of my ordinary life The wind stopped and I stood there on my own My memories flicker; they're magic dissolving into a rainbow color The night reflected in the window Knows nothing of my crying Now my heart is trembling And a dried flower floats to the surface of the water The gentle scent of the summer escapes on to tomorrow If I reach out my hand, you will always be there The wind roars and I hum of love I held onto those dreams; they're a dried flower colored like the moon |