Toki no izumi ni yubi wo hitashitara Kakushiteta kizuguchi nibuku itanda Wasure tai omoi ni ima sarasara Kotonoha ga koborete Itazurana kaze soyogi doko ka he tsureteku Kumo no sono ue no taiyou Tooku hirogaru ORENJI Owari no nai kono oozora Umarekuru ongaku *Yururi yururi Fureru tsuchi no ondo wo kanji yasuraide Fuwari fuwari RIZUMU wo tashikame nagara kizamu Yururi yururi Ochiru mizu no nagare wo kanji miokutte Fuwari fuwari Harukasu sono tane no yuruganu bojou Yume wo mitai to mabuta hiraitara Waki agaru chikara ga ibasho wo shimesu Wasure nai negai ni ima harahara Kotodama mai oriru Atatakana kaze naide saki he to michibiku Kumo no sono shita no asa tsuyu tooku mabushii gin-iro Hibiki watare kono oozora kiyoraka na MERODII Yurari yurari Wakaru hana no ibuki wo kanji kurikaeshi Kirari kirari Neiro wo tanoshimi nagara hazumu Yurari yurari Wataru mitsu no kaori wo kanji tayutatte Kirari kirari Harukasu sono tane no kawara name ujou Naku shite kizuite mitsuke dasu uchi ni Toki hanatarete kokoro wa tsuyoku naru *Repeat | After I dipped a finger into the fountain of time Without warning, my hidden wound ached dully The feelings I want to forget, now, are murmuring The leaves flow past, and The teasing wind blows lightly, taking me towards somewhere The orange light of the sun Spreads faraway above the clouds It hums endlessly across this wide sky A music of rebirth *Selfishly, selfishly Feeling the temperature of the caressed land, I'm at ease, then Gently, gently As I learn the rhythm, I'll engrave it in my mind. Selfishly, selfishly Feeling the current of the falling water, I'll see you off, then Gently, gently, It becomes clear, that seed's unwavering yearning I have to open my eyes if I want to see my dream, and then My growing power will show me where to find it The wish I can't forget, now, is falling My soul descends, fluttering Without a warm breeze, I'm guided towards the future The silver glow of the morning dew Dazzles faraway below the clouds The echo extends across this wide sky A melody of pureness Swaying, swaying Feeling the breath of the understanding flower, I turn back, so Sparkling, sparkling As I anticipate the timbre, it encourages me. Swaying, swaying, Feeling the sweet smell of the passing honey, I hesitate, then Sparkling, sparkling It becomes clear, That seed's unchanging feelings Within the real me who I lose, then notice, then discover, I can set time free, and my heart will become stronger *Repeat |
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