ROMANJI
mukashi doko ka no dare ka kao mo oboete inai you na dare ka ni ne
kiita hanashi o naze da ka imagoro futto omoi dashite iru
kanjin na mono wa angai sugu soba ni korogatte iru to iu koto to
soshite sore wa me ni mienai mono da to iu hanashi datta kana
fukanzen na mama umareta bokura wa itsu ka kanzen na
mono to naru tame ni nante iinagara la la la...
me ni mienai mono o shinjite irareta no nante itsu no koto darou
kono koro ja nani mo ka mo ga miesugite wakaranaku natte iru
taishite imi nai kotobatachi bakari kami ni narabete ru
shi demo kaita ka no you na ki ni natte la la la...
taisetsu na mono hitotsu mitsuketara dare ni demo wa oshienai kedo ne
mamoru beki mono ga aru watashi wa totemo tsuyoi kara ne
itsu made mo onaji you na tokoro ni wa irarenai to itte ita deshou
hi ga noboru sono mae ni futari shite kono machi o dete miyou
fukanzen na mama umareta bokura wa itsu ka kanzen na
mono to naru tame ni nante iinagara la la la...
kanashimi mo kurushimi mo nani mo ka mo wakeaeba ii n ja nai nante
kantan ni iu kedo ke ne sonna koto dekiru nara yatte'ru
itsu made mo onaji you na tokoro ni wa irarenai to itte ita deshou
hi ga noboru sono mae ni futari shite kono machi o dete miyou
ENGLISH
I don't know why I'm remembering now something I asked
a person from somewhere long ago whose face I don't even remember.
It was something about how, surprisingly soon, important things will be rolling
by my side, and that they're things you can't see.
While saying something about how we were born imperfect, so
in order to become perfect we... la la la...
When was I able to believe in unseeable things?
Now I see too much and don't understand.
Only unrelated words are lined up on the paper.
I get the feeling that I wrote a poem or something, la la la...
If I find an important thing I won't tell anyone.
I'm very strong when I have something I must protect.
Didn't I say I couldn't stay in a place that's always the same?
Let's leave this city together before the sun rises.
While saying something about how we were born imperfect, so
in order to become perfect we... la la la...
Sharing one's pain and sadness
is easier said than done. If I could I would.
Didn't I say I couldn't stay in a place that's always the same?
Let's leave this city together before the sun rises.
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