Maaya Sakamoto - More Than Words (ode Geass: Boukoku no Akito) | Текст песни

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• Maaya Sakamoto
• More Than Words (ode Geass: Boukoku no Akito)

Soko ni iru kimi wa
Ima dake no, kimi ja nai
Kyou de no yorokobi ya
Kanashimi to isshoni ikiteru

Ichiban taisetsu na koto wa keshite iwanakute ii
Kono sora ya yureru haoto ya sekai ga zenbu shitteru

Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka
Otona ni nattanda ne
Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka
Sukoshi dake

Hyaku no kotoba yori tsutaetai koto ga aru
Hyaku no kotoba yori tsutawaru to shinjite iru

Namida mo fukeru kurai ni
Itsudemo chikaku ni ita hazu na no ni
Watashi wa kimi no kurushimi ya furue ni
Nani hitotsu kizuke nakatta

Hontou ni tausetsu na mono wa chiisana honoo no you ni hakanai
Kaze ga keshite shimawanai you ni futatsu no te wo kazasu yo

Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka
Hitori ni nattanda ne
Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka
Dokomademo

Hyaku no kotoba yori tsutaetai koto ga aru
Hyaku no kotoba yori kimi dake wo omotte iru

Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Otona ni nattanda ne
Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Sukoshi dake

Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Hitori ni nattanda ne
Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Dokomademo

Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Kimi wa hitori ni nattanda ne
Jiyuu tte, setsunakunai desuka?
Dokomademo

Me no mae no kimi wa
Ima no, ima dake no, kimi ja nai
Deatta ikutsu mo no yorokobi ya
Kanashimi to isshoni ikiteru

The you that is there
isn’t the only you there is now
You’re living together with all the joy
and sadness you’ve experienced up until today

It’s definitely alright not to say the things which are most important
The sky, the sound of the rustling leaves, the world knows it all

Isn’t freedom painful?
I’ve become an adult, haven’t I?
Isn’t freedom painful?
Just a little

There’s something I want to convey more than a hundred words
I believe it’ll be conveyed better than a hundred words

Though I ought always to have been close enough to you
to wipe away your tears
I didn’t notice anything
of your pain and trembling

Because what is truly important is fleeting like a tiny flame
So that the wind will not blow it out I’ll hold out two hands

Isn’t freedom painful?
I’m now alone, aren’t I?
Isn’t freedom painful?
Endlessly so

There’s something I want to convey more than a hundred words
More than a hundred words, I’m thinking only of you

Isn’t freedom painful?
I’ve become an adult, haven’t I?
Isn’t freedom painful?
Just a little

The you before my eyes
isn’t the you, the only you, before me now
You’re living together with
all the countless joy and
sadness you’ve encountered