Sunday, February 6, 2011

yui .. rain




Machi awaseno yoru kiga tsuite ita
Kagami no jibuun ni toi kakeru

Shiroi koto sae nai kao
Hontou wa kitai shiteru
Takushiga tsukanaranai mama
Koku dosoi wo isoi da~

Kasananai nante yoku waru koto
Tsumunui nante aruita CHRISTMAS TREE
Dare no seiini mo dekinai jyanai
Jibun katte ni egaita STORY
Honno sukoshi moshi awasene genei no
Anata wo konai doka ate ryusei ne nai

Tokei wo kini suru hitoraiga te yo
Ushinai tsuzuketa kiokuga yogiru

Doshitatte kakowa nakusenai
Itsumademo nage kanaide
Tokubetsu jyanaiwa nando kurikaishite mo
Onaji basho de mayou kara~

Uso wa nai satte uso wa yamete
Shinsou nante wakaranai episodo
Kizutsuke koto ni mo narete iru
Myujuun datte zenbu ketometa
Subete wo koosu yuuki nante nekatta
Anata wo konai hitori kiri urusai ne nai

Shyou rindo naranda mirai ni yumeni deita ano koro no youni
Mou yarito utsuutta kandon ni akogarita sayonara dane~

Kono amega itsuka kona yuuki ni natte
Kanashimi yousotta tsuzumikomu toki
Atarashii~ kibou ni deauno






At the night of our date, I noticed it
I question myself in the mirror
A white coat, a glum look on my face
Am I really looking forward to it?
Unable to get a taxi
I hurried
Along the highway
I don’t have an umbrella
That happens a lot
On that Christmas Eve
I walked and got soaking wet
I can’t blame this on anyone
It’s a story I painted myself
I just want a tiny flicker of happiness
You won’t come…
I know that
Silent night
I don’t get along with overly punctual people
Memories that I continue to lose float through my mind
I can never get rid of the past
Never regret things
I’m not special
Because even if I do things over and over
I still get lost in the same place
Stop lying that you’re not lying
There are times
When I don’t know the truth
I am used to getting hurt
Inconsistencies?
I accepted all of them
I didn’t have the courage to destroy everything
You won’t come…
I’m all alone
Silent night
I dreamt of a future lined up
In the display window
Like I did in those days
I was attracted
To flickering candlelight
This is goodbye, isn’t it?
When this rain
Turns in powdered snow
And silently
Embraces sadness
I will encounter new hope
I always enjoyed
Holy Night
Adults are a bit lonely
So it’s okay to cry
My first silent night


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