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Latest revision as of 17:51, 28 December 2022
Konayuki
(Powder Snow)
ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION
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Kono boku dewa kimi no sabishisa mo
Kono boku dewa kanashimi mo iyasenu kai?
Kono boku dewa kimi no itami nado
Kono boku dewa kurushimi mo iyasenu kai?
Kono futashika na yasuragi sura
Boku ni wa igokochi no ii mono desu
Izure subete ga mu ni kaeru tomo
Boku no me, boku no te de sou tashikameru yo
It's my crazy song for alive
It's my crazy song for your love
It's my crazy song for my time
Please me, tell me how find my style
Kono machi dewa kurikaeshi no gou
Tsumoriyuku kako
Kaze ni mau konayuki
Aa, itami sura
Aa, kanashimi sae
Kono futashika na yasuragi sura
Boku ni wa igokochi no ii mono desu
Izure subete ga mu ni kaeru tomo
Boku no me, boku no te de sou tashikameru yo
It's my crazy song for alive
It's my crazy song for your love
It's my crazy song for my time
Please me, tell me how find my style
Kono machi dewa kurikaeshi no gou
Tsumoriyuku kako
Kaze ni mau konayuki
Itami sura
Kanashimi sae
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Is there no way I can heal
Your sorrow and loneliness as I am?
Is there no way I can heal
Your pain and suffering as I am?
Even this uneasy peace
Feels comfortable to me
Even if it all eventually reverts to nothing
I can feel it with my hands and see it with my eyes
It's my crazy song for alive
It's my crazy song for your love
It's my crazy song for my time
Please me, tell me how find my style
In this town there is a cycle of karma
The past piles up in drifts
Like powder snow dancing in the wind
Ah, even pain
Ah, even sorrow
Even this uneasy peace
Feels comfortable to me
Even if it all eventually reverts to nothing
I can feel it with my hands and see it with my eyes
It's my crazy song for alive
It's my crazy song for your love
It's my crazy song for my time
Please me, tell me how find my style
In this town there is a cycle of karma
The past piles up in drifts
Like powder snow dancing in the wind
Even pain
Even sorrow
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