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| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Vermillion bokura ha ikiru koto ni shigamitsuita keredo
Vermillion sore wo kakkou warui to ha omowanai Massugu-sugiru kimi dakara Jibun no isu ga mienai to Fuyu no eda no you ni pokkiri oreru you de shinpai nanda Ano hi marumeta mama no kamikire wo oshitsukete hashittetta --Boku wo oboete ite-- Yubi de moji wo nazotte ha oogoe de naita yuubae Vermillion bokura ha ikiru koto ni shigamitsuita keredo Vermillion sore wo kakkou warui to ha omowanai Shiranu ma ni tsukutteta Kasurikizu kara afureru Sono akaku itoshii mono Te wo furezu ni mitsumete ita yo Mado no soto no kehai ni kimi no na wo yobinagara shagamikonda Boku ha kono sekai no subete wo shitte ha ikenai Tatoe kimi wo nakushitemo Vermillion bokura no naka ni shizuka ni nagareteru mono ha Vermillion ano sora yori akaku hageshii mono da yo Akaku hageshii mono da yo Mushou ni nodo ga kawaku no ha boku ni umarehajimeta Ikitai to iu sakebitai hodo no shinjitsu Vermillion bokura ha ikiru koto ni shigamitsuita keredo Vermillion sore wo kakkou warui to ha omowanai Vermillion bokura no naka ni shizuka ni nagareteru mono ha Vermillion ano sora yori akaku hageshii mono da yo Akaku hageshii mono da yo | Vermillion: We clung to life, but
Vermillion: We won't think of that as a horrible thing to do Because you're much too straightforward When you can't see your own seat You seem to simply fold like a wintry branch, and it worries me That day, you pushed a balled-up scrap of paper on me and ran off --Remember me-- In the glow of sunset, I traced the letters with my fingers and sobbed Vermillion: We clung to life, but Vermillion: We won't think of that as a horrible thing to do Without touching it, I gazed at That lovely red stuff That flows from the scratch I'd made unknowingly I squatted down as I called your name to the presence outside the window I mustn't know everything about this world Even if I were to lose you Vermillion: The stuff quietly flowing inside of us Vermillion: Is something redder and more violent than that sky Something redder and more violent My throat has started to emerge as excessively parched The truth that is my wish to live, so strong I want to scream it out Vermillion: We clung to life, but Vermillion: We won't think of that as a horrible thing to do Vermillion: The stuff quietly flowing inside of us Vermillion: Is something redder and more violent than that sky Something redder and more violent |