Monday, 26 September 2016

Lisa - Hana to mitsubachi lyric



Nande?
torikaekko nante kitto
dekinai hou ga ii noni
boku ni naritai da nante
naki dasu no kato omotta

"ii na ii na jiyuu de ii na"
nante boku ni iu kedo
kaki kake no kimi no SUKECCHI ga
jiyuu ni miete tamaranai n da
nee

bokura wa dareka ni akogarete jibun wo mitsuketara habataku
mitsubachi wo kirei ni egaku kimi ga
hana no you ni sunao ni mieru
sorezore no sora wo mite yurete iyou ima

nande?
kore ijou wa nai kurai
teinei ni egakete iru noni
himawari iro no mitsubachi
yaburi suteru kato omotta

kireigoto wa kirai dakedo
chiisana jishin dake de
dokomademo ikitai boku wa
kimi no tsuyosa ga urayamashii n da
nee

bokura wa hitori janai keredo
jibun no kotae wo sagashiteru
hana wo tobi ase kaku mitsubachi ga ima boku ni kasanatte mieta
sorezore no yume wo mite utai aou saa

sono mama kimi wa kimi de ite kazaranai mama no hitomi de
bokutachi no nayami ga muda nante kitto darenimo ienai
masshiro na kabe wo tobikoeru
kimi narasou soko ni e wo egaku
kiniro ni egakareta mitsubachi to sora wo miru ichirin no hana
sorezore no kaze abite arukida sou saa

boku dake no sora
kimi dake no sora


http://www.clixsense.com/?9199414

Translation.
 why?
we probably had better not done a mutual exchange
I want to be me, is what I thought when I burst into tears

"it's good, it's good, freedom is good"
is what you tell me,
but in your drawn sketch I cannot help but see the freedom
hey

we are longing for someone, we'd flap when we found ourselves
the honeybee in your beautiful picture is clearly seen like a flower
looking at the sky makes me shaking now

why?
this is like nothing more carefully drawn
I thought the sunflower colored honey bee is escaping

I hate finishing it up,
but with just a little self-confidence
I want to go anywhere
I am envious of your strenght
hey

we are not alone,
but we have to look for our own answers
flying to the flower, the honey bee sweats,
it looks like it overlapped me now
dreaming makes me sing responsively, come on

as it was you are you, no decoration for the eyes
our troubles are pointless, surely we can't tell anyone
you are flying over the pure white wall, drawing a picture there
I see the golden colored honey bee, the sky and one flower
the wind is blowing over us, I'll start walking

it's just my sky
it's just your sky

Credit to ~Hanabira~

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