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| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Manikyua nutta gohon yubi wo kikazatta
Soshite kagayaita no wa nanto jibun jishin datta Kannou to wa kingyo no you mata sore wo Koe totorou kaeranai oto nado nai Nobiteiku heikousen tonari wa kurikaeshi Bikasare rekka sareru rashii Kagi no kakatta sono saki no ashimoto ni Hirogatte iku kyori wa te de tsunageru soshite kyou mo Kimi no wake no wakannai yokomoji wo Hidari de nankai mo nazotteru Ah me ga aita shunkan no sono hito wa Nee kimi no tsume nani iro ni someru no Atatakai to te sabite shimatta you da Dare no mizu kara na no ka mieru no wa buru no hate Oikakeru to nigete shimau orenji Ame no nioi karafuru na niji tsunageru soshite ima mo Nazo no angou wo hisshi de yogoshiteru demo Kono nimotsu de wa dou ganbatte mite mo Ah me wo tojite minu furi de kimi no ue de Kimi no naka kono sora wa mawaru mono Ah kimi no tsume kamereon moyou no Nee gohon yubi aa dou ka hagarenai de Ah kimi to nara doko made mo ikeru wa | I adorned five of my nails with nail polish,
so that I myself would look absolutely dazzling. Sensibility is like a goldfish; or if you imagine it as a voice, you know it'll always echo back to you. We are like parallel lines that elongate infinitely side by side, but I feel that one of us is embellished while the other defaced. The stretching distance locked in between your and my footsteps can be easily closed in by joining our hands together. And today once again, looking at your indecipherable European writings, I, on your left side, mechanically traced them repeatedly. Ah, at the moment I have opened my eyes, I see a person, who asks, "Just into WHAT colors are you polishing your nails?" The warm knob seems to have gone rusty. Is this from someone's water? 'Cause all I can see is a boundary of blues. An orange, which runs away as soon as I chase after it, connects together the rain's scent and the colorful rainbow. And even right now, I'm still trying hard to stain the mysterious codes. but with the baggage I have, it really doesn't matter how much I try. Close your eyes, and pretend not to see what's above you, then this sky may actually start spinning in your imagination! Your nails look as colorful as a chameleon! I hope the colors on your nails will never fade. Ah, I'll be able to go anywhere, as long as I'm with you. |