Mori Masako/Omoide Makura

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Omoide Makura
(Pillow of Memories)

Mori Masako



Romaji English

Konna hi wa ano hito no mane wo shite
Kemutasou na kao wo shite tabako wo suu wa
Sou ieba itazura ni tabako wo suu to
Yamero yo to toriagete kureta kke

Nee anata koko ni kite
Tanoshikatta koto nanka hanashite yo hanashite yo
Konna hi wa ano hito no chiisana kuse mo
Hitotsu zutsu hitotsu zutsu omoidashisou

Konna hi wa sukoshi dake osake wo nonde
Ano hito ga suki datta uta wo utau wa
Yurayura to yottara ude ni dakarete
Kami nanka naderarete nemuritai

Nee anata koko ni kite
Tanoshikatta koto nanka hanashite yo hanashite yo
Konna hi wa ano hito no chiisana kuse mo
Hitotsu zutsu hitotsu zutsu omoidashisou

Konna hi wa ano hito no omoide makura
Nemurimasho nemurimasho konya mo hitori

Nee anata koko ni kite
Tanoshikatta koto nanka hanashite yo hanashite yo
Konna hi wa ano hito no chiisana kuse mo
Hitotsu zutsu hitotsu zutsu omoidashisou

Konna hi wa ano hito no omoide makura
Nemuru no ga nemuru no ga ii deshou

On days like this, I imitate him
And make an awkward face as I smoke
Come to think of it, whenever I'd playfully smoke
He would always take the cigarette away and tell me to stop

Hey, come here
And tell me, tell me about something fun
On days like this, I feel like I could remember
Every last, every last little one of his habits

On days like this, I drink just a little
And sing that song he loved
And when I'm tipsy, I wish he could hold me
And pet my hair as I slept

Hey, come here
And tell me, tell me about something fun
On days like this, I feel like I could remember
Every last, every last little one of his habits

On days like this, I'll sleep, sleep
Alone again on a pillow of his memories

Hey, come here
And tell me, tell me about something fun
On days like this, I feel like I could remember
Every last, every last little one of his habits

On days like this, maybe it's best
To sleep, to sleep on a pillow of his memories

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