Minggu, 26 Juni 2011

Kanjani8 - My home

love this song...

sotto sashikonda taiyou, futatsu no omokage kasanaru,
mada massara na mirai to ayumi wo tometa kako.
furikaereba, itsu mo sunao ni narezu ni ita chippoke na jibun ga.
omoide no sukima umeru you ni, kokoro no naka de dakishimeru.

saa kaerou...
minareta keshiki arifureta nichijou ni te no hira kasane.
okaeri...
itsu mo no you ni, ryoute hirogete mattete kureru,
ari no mama de ireru, MAI HOOMU.

sotto tsutsumikomu kaze ga omoi wo nosete sora ni mau.
mada massara na mirai ga irodzuki hajimeteku.
furikaerazu ima wa aruite ikeru you na; sonna ki ga suru kara.
omoide no kakera hiroi atsume, kokoro no naka de dakishimeru.

saa kaerou...
minareta keshiki arifureta nichijou ni te no hira kasane.
okaeri....
itsu mo no you ni ryoute hirogete mattete kureru,
ari no mama de ireru, MAI HOOMU.

egao no ura ni kakushiteita;
nando mo nando mo tojikometeita chikara naku kieta kotoba.
namida afure, mienai kizu,
tada soba de uketomete kureta hibi wasurenai you ni...

saa kaerou...
minareta keshiki arifureta nichijou ni te no hira kasane.
okaeri....
itsu mo no you ni ryoute hirogete mattete kureru, anata e muketa.
arigatou...
afuredashita omoi arifureta kotoba sae tsunagaru asu e.
okaeri...
itsu mo no you ni ryoute hirogete mattete kureru,
ari no mama de ireru, MAI HOOMU.

Under the sun shining softly, two shadows are overlapping: the brand new,
still-blank future and the past that halted my steps
If I look back, there was the small, insignificant me who always couldn’t be honest.
In order to fill in the gap within my memories,
I’ll tightly embrace the past inside my heart.

Now, let’s go home. The familiar scenes of my ordinary everyday life are piling up in my hands.
Welcome home. Like always, it’s waiting with both arms wide open, just as it always has been, my home.

The wind that softly embraces me carries my feelings and dances in the sky.
The brand new, still blankfuture is now starting to change in color.
Right now, I feel like I can walk forward without looking back;
I’m having that kind of feeling.
I pick up and gather the fragments of my memories and tightly embrace them inside my heart.

Now, let’s go home. The familiar scenes of my ordinary everyday life are piling up in my hands.
Welcome home. Like always, it’s waiting with both arms wide open, just as it always has been, my home.

I had been hiding behind a smile; again and again I had locked them up, the powerless, vanishing words.
I pray that I won’t ever forget about the days you stayed only by my side and accepted my flowing tears and unseen wounds...

Now, let’s go home. The familiar scenes of my ordinary everyday life are piling up in my hands.
Welcome home. Like always, it’s waiting with both arms wide open, and I’m heading towards you.
Thank you. The overflowing feelings and even the ordinary words connect us to tomorrow.
Welcome home. Like always, it’s waiting with both arms wide open, just as it always has been, my home.

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