Tracklist
- 01. Yukitoki
- 02. 音のない夢
- 03. Surrealisme
- 04. Yukitoki (Instrumental)
- 05. 音のない夢 (Instrumental)
- 06. Surrealisme (Instrumental)
Yukitoki Lyric
Romaji
Hi no michiru kono heya
Sotto toki wo matsu yo
Kizukeba fukan de nagameteru hako
Onaji mesen wa naku
Itsushika kokoro wa hakushoku futoumei
Yuki ni ochita hikari mo chiru
Kumo kara koboreru tsumetai ame
Me wo harasu no wa tooi harukaze dake
AZAREA wo sakasete
Atatakai niwa made
Tsuredashite tsuredashite
Nante ne
Shiawase dake egaita otogibanashi nante nai
Wakatteru wakatteru
Soredemo ne
Soko e ikitai no
Muzukashii suushiki dare mo tayorazu
Toite akashite kita
Atarimae datte omotteita kara
Nani mo utagawanakatta kedo
Ima kisetsu ga owarou to shite mo
Tsuite kuru no wa jibun no kage hitotsu
Kooritsuita michi wo
Hana no ame de umete
Mayowanai you ni chanto
Oshiete ne
Kiseki dakede dekita kanzen kesshou wa nai
Dakara sou hitotsuzutsu
Yukkuri to te wo tsunaideiku no
Mune ni haritsuita garasu tokete nagareru
Hikari afureru sekai
Mou sugu
Hitori de mamotteita chiisana ano heya wa
Sukoshi dake aiteiru basho ga atte
Zutto shiranakatta'nda
Futari demo ii'n datte
Wakarazu ni matteita ano hi wa mou
Yukidoke to isshoni haru ni kawatte yuku yo
Toumei na mizu ni natte
Soushite ne
AZAREA wo sakasu yo
Nagai fuyu no ato ni
Nando demo nando demo
Hi no michiru kono heya no naka de
English Translation
I’m in this sunlit room,
waiting for all of it to melt.
Without realizing it, I’ve been looking from high above
with no one to have the same point of view as me.
Eventually my heart became white and opaque…
and the light falling into the snow dispersed.
Cold rain comes down from the clouds
and only the distant breeze of Spring can clear it away.
Let the Azalea bloom
in a warm garden
and take me, lead me, to it…
or something.
This is not like a fairy tale with a happy ending,
I know that very well,
but even so,
I want to go there…
I was able to solve
a difficult math formula without the help of anyone.
I thought it was natural to do it alone,
so I never doubted it…
but now, as the season is about to end,
the only one with me… is my own shadow.
The frozen pathway
is buried by the rain of flowers
so properly show me how
not to get lost.
There are no perfect crystals created by miracles,
that’s why we, one by one,
start to join hands.
The glass clinging to my heart melts and streaks down
into a world filled with light…
and soon…
That small room I kept safe
still has that empty space.
I never knew
that I was fine with it being just the two of us.
The day I waited for without realizing
has already melted away with the snow and soon Spring will come.
It will become clear water
and then…
it will make the Azalea bloom.
But even after the long Winter is over,
I’ll always, always,
be in this sunlit room.
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