More songs by はしメロ
Description
All Instruments, Arranger: HYNOME
Guitar: Akihiro Nakamura
Mixing Engineer: Mitsuyasu Kaneko
Lyrics and translation
Original
毎日会えたらいいけどこれがこなれてしまったらどうしよう。
山折り谷折り重ねて曖昧な感性祈っていたいの。
いつでもこのままの。 証なんてない。 約束だってしない。
どうなってしまうのかわかんないけど。
八十年後も会いたい。 君がシワくちゃになったその背までも。
数えて話せるようにね。
人生って書き留めておこうか な。 One Two Three まだ未完成。 手のひらの中ドリップする感情性。 花開いて また追いかけ君。
ありてまっとく同 等のこと。 過去はThe Way To 触って胸の音いじります。
スローどこから語る？ なんて言ってまどろむ。
タイムアウト一旦うまくいく日もそのって考えが違うのね。
受け止め交わって実 は一時間何十回かかった。 パッと見不毛そうな話でも。 本当はね。
本当 はね。
休みを合わせたら幸せの終点で見えるのかな。
ぼんやりした手前の暖かい日向ぼっこみたいなこんな瞬間に も。 夕暮れは必ず来るので。
肝に銘じてるけど願いは 黒板。 八十年後も会いたい。
君がシワくちゃになったそ の背までも。
数えて話せるようにね。
ラミネートして取っておこうか な。 One Two Three まだ未完成。 手のひらの中ドリップする感情性。 花開いて また追いかけ君。
ありてまっとく同等 のこと。 過去はThe Way To 触って胸の音いじります。 スローどこから語る？
なんて言ってまどろむ。
English translation
I wish I could see you every day, but what if I can't do this anymore?
I want to pray for ambiguous sensibilities by folding the mountains and valleys.
It's always like this. There's no proof. I don't even make any promises.
I don't know what will happen though.
I want to see you even after 80 years. Even your wrinkled back.
Be able to count and talk.
I guess I should write down my life. One Two Three Not yet completed. Emotion drips into the palm of your hand. Bloom and chase you again.
It's exactly the same thing. The past is The Way To Touch and play with the sound of your chest.
Where do you start talking about slow? I said that and fell asleep.
Even on days when time-outs go well, I think that's different.
It actually took an hour and dozens of exchanges. Even if the story seems barren at first glance. Actually.
It's true.
I wonder if I can see the end of happiness if I combine it with holidays.
Even in moments like this, like basking in the warm sun in the foreground. Because dusk always comes.
I keep this in mind, but my wish is on the blackboard. I want to see you even after 80 years.
Even your wrinkled back.
Be able to count and talk.
I think I'll laminate it and save it. One Two Three Not yet completed. Emotion drips into the palm of your hand. Bloom and chase you again.
It's exactly the same thing. The past is The Way To Touch and play with the sound of your chest. Where do you start talking about slow?
I said that and fell asleep.