zutto mae kara kimatteita youna tooi mukashi kara wakatteta youna
mienai sen no ue wo tadoru youni michibikare deai kousa suru Saison
senaka awase no hikari to kage no youni tsuyoku hikareru Mystification
mimimoto de sasayaki yobu koe ni furimukeba kidzukanu uchi hirakareteita TOBIRA
sukoshi no guuzen to hitsuzen wo tsunagu youni ugoki hajimeta futatsu no Histoire Ah
kioku no ito wo taguri yoseru youni PAZURU no sukima wo umeteku youni
kataritsugareru unmei ni mo nita nagai michi nori no saki ni aru Maintenant
hitotsu hitotsu no setsuna ni kizamareta yuragu koto nai La clef a verite
temaneki sareru youni chikadzukeba mieru nazo shirazu shirazu ni maki komarete yuku
mada shiranai sekai atarashiku mekuru tabi ni tokiakasareru tashikana Histoire Ah
itsuka mita yume no oku de itsumo kanjiteita Reposer dokoka hakanaku natsukashii koe
mimimoto de sasayaki yobu koe ni furimukeba kidzukanu uchi hirakareteita TOBIRA
sukoshi no guuzen to hitsuzen wo tsunagu youni ugoki hajimeta futatsu no Histoire Ah
zutto hatenaku tsudzuite yuku
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It’s like it was always decided upon… It’s like I knew this since long ago…
Like following along an invisible thread, we were led to meet, an intersection of seasons.
When we join our backs, it’s like dark and light… strongly drawing a mystery.
If I turn to the voice calling and whispering at my ear, before I realize it, the door would be opened.
It’s like sewing a coincidence and an inevitability together. Our History has started to move. Ah~
It’s like the threads of memories being reeled in, it’s like the edges of a puzzle being set in first.
It also resembles a Destiny passed down, ahead this long journey is the present.
It was etched in a sinlge instance, Nothing will shake The Key of Truth.
As if being invited, and as I draw closer, I see a mystery. And before I know it, I’m dragged into it.
When this unknown world turns once again I can solve our certain history Ah~
Deep in a dream I saw, I always felt a calmness and from somewhere, a faint nostalgic voice.
If I turn to the voice calling and whispering at my ear, before I realize it, the door would be opened.
It’s like sewing a coincidence and an inevitability together. Our history as started to move. Ah~
It will endlessly continue on forever.
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Иногда казалось, что грядущее предрешено, И словно обо всем известно было мне давно, По неведомой тропе давно друг к другу мы идем, На место встречи нас с тобой как будто что-то ведет.
В жизни так повелось, что тьмы без света не бывает, Нас теперь он ведет к придуманной судьбе.
Взглянуть в глаза тому, кто шепчет на ухо мне, я решилась теперь, Но стоило мне обернуться, как распахнулась дверь. Как будто бы соединились случайность с неизбежностью вдруг, И две истории о нас с тобой начались.