Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Namida no Ondo


totsuzen no ame no sei de nureta mama utsumuku kimitsutsumi komu BATH TOWEL ni boku wa nareru ka na
dare datte minna onaji sa un ga warukatta dake sa tokiyasume no kotoba no hitotsu nante nan no yaku ni mo tatanaisonna yoru
dakishimete ageru kono uta de naki tsukaretara nemureba iikizuguchi wa futari de umereba ii yukkuri sa
boku datte tsuyokunai shi omou yori zutto hosoizenbu mite hoshii
kimi ni totte tokubetsu na basho de aritai negau yomayotte mogaitemo kotae wa hitotsu tada aru dake de iikimi no koe
dakishimete hoshii kono uta wo yorokobi no hibi ikiru imi woboku no koto wo suki na kimi ga suki sore dake
"sainou no hito" enjita kako no koto "doryoku no hito" to mitomete kureta yo neureshikute tsui afureta namida no ondo wa zutto wasurenai
dakishimete ageru kono uta de naki tsukaretara nemureba iikizuato mo itsuka wa waraeru sa kitto
ima dakishimete hoshii kono uta wo yorokobi no hibi ikiru imi womiidashita bokura wa mou nani mo kowakunai kowakunai



By the fault of the sudden rain Staying drenched the way you are
You,hang your head
I wonder if i can become The BATH TOWEL that wraps you up
No matter who is it,we're all the same.
"It was just bad luck",when not one of such consoling word
Are of any use
On night like those.

I'll hold you tight
With this song
It's alright to sleep
If you're worn out by crying
It's alright for us to bury.
The wounds together Slowly...

I'm not strong either
More delicate than you think by far
I want you to see my everything
To you I'd like to be a special place
I wish for it
Even if i'm lost and writhing
There's only one answer
Good enough by merely existing
Your voice...

This song
With which i want to hold you tight
Days of joy
The meaning of living
You like me And i like you in turn
Thats all...

Things of the past when i posed as a "man of talent"
You affirmed me as a "man of hard work"
So glad,it finally
Overflowered,
The temperature of tears
Never will i forget it.

I'll hold you tight
With this song I
t's alright yoU sleep
If you worn out by crying
Even the wounds
We'll be able to laugh at them someday
Surely,this song with which
I want to hold you tight
Right now,days of joy
The meaning of living
Having discovered them,we'reNo longer
Afraid of anything
We're not afraid.

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