Nakamori Akina/Omoide Makura

Omoide Makura
(Pillow of Memories)

Nakamori Akina

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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