kokoro kara SHIGUNARU okutte itemo joushiki no nami ni oshinagasare kitai sareru "Yes" ni "No" to iezu utsumuite ita kiete shimau no kana to... omoete shimau hodo ni ima kimi no yoko de kanjite iru kimi ga atsuku kimi ga tsuyoku nigiru te ga mune no oku ni aru kanashimi ya kurushimi wo ai ni kaete koko kara nukedasu to... the Season of love
tayasuku jibun kara me wo sorasanaide kizutsuite wa mata okubyou ni naru kedo ai wa subete no DOA wo hiraite sotto kimi wo tokihanatsu
yugande RENZU ni utsushidasu shiki wa utsuroi kurikaesu hito wa minna onaji RU-RU de ikite inai kara zenbu dakishimete ite... dare ni mo makenai you ni ima kimi no yoko de te wo sashinobe hoho ni kata ni sotto furete sasayaku nanika nakushitara nanika wo mata te ni ire toki wa yume e to ikisaki kaedasu yo... the Season of love
donna nagai yoru mo yagate asa ga kuru tatoe furimuitemo ayumi wo tomenaide ai wa subete no DOA wo hiraite sotto kimi wo tokihanatsu
the Season of love
tayasuku jibun kara me wo sorasanaide kizutsuite wa mata okubyou ni naru kedo ai wa subete no DOA wo hiraite namida mo izure kawaku yo donna nagai yoru mo yagate asa ga kuru tatoe furimuitemo ayumi wo tomenaide kimeta omoi mune ni ima wa tada sotto kimi wo tokihanatsu
Kanji
心からシグナル送っていても 常識の波に押し流され 期待される「Yes」に「No」と言えず うつむいていた 消えてしまうのかなと...思えてしまう程に 今君の横で感じている 君が熱く君が強くにぎる手が 胸の奥にある悲しみや苦しみを 愛に変えて ここから抜け出すと... the Season of love
Even if you sincerely send the signal It is swept away to the wave of common sense. It was not able to be said to expected "Yes" "No" and looked down. Whether disappear . . . It feels it on your side now so that it is possible to think. You change sadness and suffering that I have your hand that you strongly grasp hot in the interior of the chest into love. When slipping out here . . . The Season of love.
All doors are opened and love unties you quietly though it becomes cowardly again when damaging without easily turning one's eyes away from me.
It projects it onto the distorted lens. ...moving.. is repeated at the four seasons. Embracing everything closely because all people are not alive in the same rule . . . It stretches forth one's hands on your side so as not to be defeated at anyone now and it whispers to the cheek quietly touching the shoulder. To the dream when you put something in the hand again when you lose something It begins to change the destination . . . The Season of love.
Love opens all doors and unties you quietly without the morning's being come before long on any long night and stopping walking even if it turns around.
the Season of love
Love opens all doors and either of tears dries though it becomes cowardly again when damaging without easily turning one's eyes away from me. What kind of..long..night..before long..morning..come..on condition that..turn around..stop walking..decide..think..chest..now..nothing but..quietly..untie.
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