Nakashima Mika/Resistance

Resistance

Nakashima Mika

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Shiroi tenshi no hane ga Harahara ochite Furitsumotteku Cry! Fujitsu na machi to gisei no hibi ni Uchihisashigarete Ima nageki no kiss wo Nemureba sugu asa ga kuru Sore wa kowai jiyuu no kuni Oroka na yasashisa dake ga Hakanai michi wo nokoshiteta Utaenaku natta onna wa Sono riyuu wo sagashimawaru Yami wo yuku hito no mure ni Tsubuyaku koe mo Togireteta Yuki wa michibiite watashi ni tsutaeru Ima no sugata wo teraseru no wa Kimi no kodou dake Yubi no sukima ni mieru Sekai wa semaku hayaku mirai e Cry! Keibetsu shiteta oroka na ai ni Kono te nobashite Ima nageki no kiss wo Chigireteku myaku no ue ni Noshikakaru itsuwari no koe Subete iro ga nai mono ni Utsukushisa dake nokosareta Demo yuki no you ni Yagate yogoretemo Kowareta machi e oriru made wa Yume wo mitakatta Shiroi tenshi no hane ga Harahara ochite Furitsumotteku Cry! Fujitsu na machi to gisei no hibi ni Uchihisashigarete Ima nageki no kiss wo Tadoritsuku made ni Ushinatta hikari yobiokosu no wa Kami no koe to kimi no kodou dake Yubi no sukima ni mieru Sekai wa semaku hayaku mirai e Cry! Keibetsu shiteta oroka na ai ni Kono te nobashite Ima nageki no kiss wo

White angel feathers Flutter down Forming drifts Cry! Battered by the faithless city And the days of sacrifice Now give me a kiss of grief... If I sleep, the morning comes quickly A land of fear and freedom Only foolish kindness Left behind a fragile path A girl who ceased to sing Searches for the reason why In the darkness The murmuring voices of the crowd Fell silent, too The snow leads me and tells me All that illuminates me now Is your heartbeat From between my fingers I can see Slivers of the world moving quickly towards the future Cry! I reach out to the foolish love I scorned Now give me a kiss of grief... A false voice leans over The ragged pulse Leaving beauty In only things without color Even if like the snow I eventually get dirty I wanted to dream Until I came down to the broken city White angel feathers Flutter down Forming drifts Cry! Battered by the faithless city And the days of sacrifice Now give me a kiss of grief... Until I get there All that can wake the lost light Is the voice of God and your heartbeat From between my fingers I can see Slivers of the world moving quickly towards the future Cry! I reach out to the foolish love I scorned Now give me a kiss of grief...