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Kanon Wakeshima-Monochrome frame
nata totomoni sugoseru hibi wa mou
dareka ka yaburi sutete shimatta no deshou
semete onaji umi no oto wo kiite itai
anata no koe ga
anata no kotoba ga
chikaku de hibiite furueru
kioku wa soko de tomatta mama
mata anata to tomo ni eiga no you na
aoku somaru machi wo nagametai noni
douka kurai umi no soko ni shizumete
tadoru tabi
omoidasu tabi ni
subete wo tsuranuku setsunasa
kioku wa koko de togireta mama de
fukaku naru
anata ga inai
kono keshiki wa
monokuroomu fureemu
ano keshiki wo
ima mo omoi tsuzukete
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Engelska
Days to be spent with you
Do you think they have been broken and thrown away?
At least let me listen to the sound of the ocean
Your Voice
Your words
Make an echo around me and tremble
My memories stop there
If we could only do it again
Staring to the city that becomes blue like on a movie scene
Will you drown me in the deep dark ocean?
Every time I make up my memories
Every time I remember
There’s a piercing sorrow
My memories end there
It becomes deeper
You’re not here
And this landscape
Is a MONOCHROME FRAME
This landscape
That continues in my mind
nata totomoni sugoseru hibi wa mou
dareka ka yaburi sutete shimatta no deshou
semete onaji umi no oto wo kiite itai
anata no koe ga
anata no kotoba ga
chikaku de hibiite furueru
kioku wa soko de tomatta mama
mata anata to tomo ni eiga no you na
aoku somaru machi wo nagametai noni
douka kurai umi no soko ni shizumete
tadoru tabi
omoidasu tabi ni
subete wo tsuranuku setsunasa
kioku wa koko de togireta mama de
fukaku naru
anata ga inai
kono keshiki wa
monokuroomu fureemu
ano keshiki wo
ima mo omoi tsuzukete
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Engelska
Days to be spent with you
Do you think they have been broken and thrown away?
At least let me listen to the sound of the ocean
Your Voice
Your words
Make an echo around me and tremble
My memories stop there
If we could only do it again
Staring to the city that becomes blue like on a movie scene
Will you drown me in the deep dark ocean?
Every time I make up my memories
Every time I remember
There’s a piercing sorrow
My memories end there
It becomes deeper
You’re not here
And this landscape
Is a MONOCHROME FRAME
This landscape
That continues in my mind
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