( Last Exile OST ) Kuroishi Hitomi - Over the Sky [End Angel Feather Ver] | Текст песни

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• ( Last Exile OST ) Kuroishi Hitomi
• Over the Sky [End Angel Feather Ver]

Over The Sky
Vocals: Hitomi
Lyrics: Kuroishi Hitomi
Composition: Kuroishi Hitomi
Arrangement: Kuroishi Hitomi

Original:

yoru no jikan ga semarikuru
anata wa konna chikaku
demo tooi...

nani ni akogarete
dare wo omou no ka
inochi kakeru sugata
sukitooru utsukushisa ni
kotoba wo nonda

*anata ga sora wo yuku nara
watashi wa tsubasa ni naritai
donna ni tsuyoi kaze ni mo
keshite orenai
shinayaka na hane
itsuka, kitto motsu kara

onaji yume mite sodatta ne
shiroi hana saku machi de
demo ima wa...

kumoma wo kakete yuku
gin'iro no sora no fune
miagete nobashita
yubisaki wo surinuke
chiisaku kieta

**hatenai sora no kanata de
subete wa doko e tsudzuku darou
motomeru yasuragi no basho
tenshi ga oriru
michi wa watashi no
ude e, kitto tsudzuku yo

**hatenai sora no kanata de
subete wa doko e tsudzuku darou
motomeru yasuragi no basho
tenshi ga oriru
michi wa watashi no
ude e, kitto tsudzuku yo

*anata ga sora wo yuku nara
watashi wa tsubasa ni naritai
donna ni tsuyoi kaze ni mo
keshite orenai
shinayaka na hane
itsuka, kitto motsu kara

English:

Nighttime draws close.
You are so near,
yet so far...

What do you desire?
Who is on your mind?
The silhouette risking life.
Seeing its transparent beauty,
I lost my words.

* If you take to the skies,
I want to be your wings.
No matter how strong the wind is,
they will never break,
the resilient wings.
Someday, I will have them.

We grew up with the same dreams,
on the street blooming with white flowers.
But now...

Race between the clouds,
the silver airship.
I looked up and reached,
but it slipped away from my fingertips,
so small it disappeared.

**Amongst the endless clouds,
I wonder where all things are moving towards.
A desired place of tranquility.
The path
travelled by the descending angels,
probably leads into my arms.

**Amongst the endless clouds,
I wonder where all things are moving towards.
A desired place of tranquility.
The path
travelled by the descending angels,
probably leads into my arms.

* If you take to the skies,
I want to be your wings.
No matter how strong the wind is,
they will never break,
the resilient wings.
Someday, I will have them.