VY2 Yuma - Black Board | Текст песни

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Kimi e no namida wa ano hi to onaji
Kurushii omoi wa itsumo to onaji
Itoshii kimochi wa kinou to onaji
Yuruganu omoi wa ashita mo onaji

Dare mo ga ishiki no kashika wo suru ga
Boku ni mieru no wa nishoku ja nai ka
Hito no kazu dake iro ga aru no nara
Boku no me wa sude ni ijou ja nai ka

Mieteru mono o gisei ni shite
Mienai mono ni te wo nobashite
Mazariau koto wa dekinakute
Egaite wa keshite no kurikaeshi

Kuroi kuroi ita o masshiro ni nuritsubushite
Boku wa soko ni jibun o egaite mitainda
Hoho ni fureta kimi no tsumetai yubi no ato ga
Itsumade tatte mo kiete kurenai yo

Kimi no me wo fukaku mitsumeru tabi ni
Boku no karada ni sen ga fuete iku
Boku no te ga kimi to fureau tabi ni
Kimi no karada ga mata surikireteku

Kimi ga sukoshizutsu kiete hai ni naru
Boku wa sore wo mite nazeka warau no

Shiroi shiroi heya o makkuro ni nuritsubushite
Boku wa soko de jibun wo kaete mitainda
Ima no boku ni wa mada kimi shika mienakute mo
Itsuka kimi wo daksihimete mitai kara

Mieteru mono o gisei ni shite
Mienai mono ni te o nobashite
Mazariau koto ga dekiru nara
Egaku no mo kesu no mo owari ni shiyou

Kuroi kuroi boku o masshiro ni nuritsubushite
Kimi to onaji iro ni somatte mitainda
Shiroi shiroi kimi o masshiro ni nuritsubushite
Kore de bokura wa hitotsu ni nareru kana?

English.

The tears I shed for you are the same as before.
The painful thoughts I have are the same as always.
My feeling of love is the same as yesterday.
My unwavering feelings will still be the same tomorrow.

Everyone is capable of visualizing their consciousness,
but I can only see two colors.
If there are supposedly as many colors as the number of people,
then I really think something is wrong with my eyes.

I sacrifice what I can see
in order to reach my hands towards what I cannot.
Since we still haven't come into contact,
I keep drawing and erasing endlessly.

I want to paint this black black board completely white
so that I can try to sketch myself on it.
The sensation of touch your cold fingers left on my cheeks
would not go away.

Whenever I look deeply into your eyes,
more lines appear on your body.
Whenever my hands touch you,
your body wears away a little more.

Slowly and slowly, as you disappear into the dust,
just why am I laughing at it?

I want to paint this white white room completely black
so that I can try to change myself in it.
Although right now you're the only person/object visible to me,
someday I will try to embrace you.

I sacrifice what I can see
in order to reach my hands towards what I cannot.
When we finally come into contact with each other,
I will stop drawing and erasing.

I want to paint my black black self completely white,
so that you and I would be in the same color.
When I paint the white white you completely black,
will we finally be able to become one?

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