Ms. OOJA - Forget-me-not (Ozaki Yutaka cover) | Текст песни

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Chiisana asa no hikari wa
tsukarete nemuru ai ni koborete
Nagareta toki no oosani
unazukuyoni yoriso futari
Mado wo tataku kaze ni mezamete
kimi ni hoho wo yosetemita

Shiawase kai yube no nukumori ni
Sotto sasayaite tsuyoku kimi wo dakishimeta

Hajimete kimi to deatta hi boku wa
biru no muko no
Sora wo itsu mademo sagashiteta
Kimi ga oshietekureta hana no namae wa
Machi ni umoresona chiisana wasurenagusa

Tokidoki ai no owari no
kanashii yume wo kimi wa miru kedo
Boku no mune de oyasumiyo
futari no jinsei wakeai ikirunda
Ai no yukue ni kotae wa nakute
itsu demo hitoribocchi dakedo

Shiawase kai sasayakana kurashi ni
Toki wa tamerai sae mo
goran ai no tsuyosani kaeta

Tokidoki boku wa muri ni kimi wo boku no katachi ni
Hamete shimaisouni naru keredo
Futari ga hagukumu ai no namae wa
Machi ni umoresona chiisana wasurena kusa

Iku atenonai machikado ni tatazumi
Kimi ni kuchizukete mo

Shiawase kai kurutta machi dewa
Futari no kono ai sae utsuroi fuminijirareru

Hajimete kimi to deatta hi boku wa
biru no muko no
Sora wo itsumademo sagashiteta
Kimi ga oshietekureta hana no namae wa
Machi ni umoresona chiisana wasurenagusa

TRANSLATION

Forget-me-not

The small light of dawn spills over our tired, sleeping love.
When it flowed, the two of us were drawn close,
gently nodding our heads.
The wind struck the window,
waking you as I neared your cheek.

Are you happy?
In the warmth of last night, I softly whispered as I held you tight.

The first day I met you,
I was endlessly searching the sky beyond the buildings.
The flower whose name you taught me,
that seemed hidden by the city was the small forget-me-not.

Sometimes you have sad dreams about the end of (our) love.
You rest on my chest and we share the meaning of life.
There’s no answer for where love goes.
People are always lonely.
But are you happy?
Even in this meager living, with time, our hesitation grew into the strong love we see now.
Sometimes I unreasonably try to shape you like me,
but the name of the love we grow together
is the small forget-me-not hidden by the city.

You stand aimlessly on a street corner
going nowhere even as I kiss you.
Are you happy?
In this crazy town, even our love could fade under their stampede.

The first day I met you, I was endlessly searching the sky beyond the buildings.
The flower whose name you taught me, that seemed hidden by the city was the small forget-me-not.

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