Swan (исполнитель: )
Suwan Lyrics [bad word] Ozaki Yuuki Arrangement: Galileo Galilei [bad word] no mama [bad word] no mama Hadashi de kimi to karandari nageitari [bad word] Itsu made mo itsu made mo Owari wo kanjitaku nai na dokoka de Mabayui hikari mabayui hikari Kazakiri no hane wo [bad word] [bad word] yuku [bad word] natta shi tsumaranaku natta shi Kimi wa hakuchou ni natte sa nanda ka Taiyou ni chikadzuite iku you na mainichi to mainichi Shinryou naika no uketsuke yoko no mado kara mieta Sunaba no jouro ni koke ga musu Yurete ita buranko wa hitotsu ni musubare “Koko ni [bad word] nante kotoba wa uso ni [bad word] ndarou na Waratte hora waratta hou ga Douse machigai ni natte mo kirei ni [bad word] Nejitta hane tobanai tori Kono machi ga wasurete yuku no wa hakuchou no mure Taiyou ni chikadzuite iku you na mainichi to mainichi Nukete iku hane ni umorete ima ga owatte iku Itsu shika atari wa kuraku [bad word] Gaidou ni [bad word] chouchou wa shini Kimi to saigo ni hotta [bad word] wa umi no mukou e Taiyou ni kogasarete okashiku natta furi wo shiyou “Koko ni ita” sono kotoba dake wa uso ni shinai de Kiete yuku kimi no kage to [bad word] boku no kage wa [bad word] no mama [bad word] no mama de As a duck, as a duck, Barefoot, I tangled with you and grieved with you. Until forever, until forever, Part of me doesn’t want to feel the end. dazzling light, a dazzling light - My flight feathers are spreading, spreading out. It’s gotten painful, it’s gotten boring, Somehow, ever since you became a swan. Day by day, I seem to move closer to the sun. I saw the psychosomatic clinic’s reception desk from the window to the side. Moss grows on the watering can in the sandbox. The swings that were swaying are tied into one. The words “I’m here” would be a lie, wouldn’t [bad word] on, laugh. Laughing looks nicer, Even if this will all be a mistake anyway. Twisted wings, a bird that can’t fly - The ones this city will forget are the flock of swans. Day by day, I seem to move closer to the sun. I’m buried in feathers that are falling out, and the [bad word] to an end. Before long, my surroundings will grow dark. The butterflies that gather at the street lamp will die. The last ball I tossed around with you goes to the other side of the ocean. Let’s pretend that I’ve gone crazy from being in the sun too long. “We were here.” Please, keep those words, at least, from being a lie. Your shadow that begins to vanish and my shadow that chases after yours Are like ducks, Just like ducks.