Nakashima Mika/Aroma

Aroma

Nakashima Mika

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Romaji

English

Nakushita aitsu no kokoro wo Torimodosu tame no itsuka no omoide Fusaida mimi ni mo nokoru wa Saigo ni aitsu ga hakidasu kotobatachi Chii ya meiyo sore bakari karamu Soko kara nige dashi wasuremono sagashi Daiya? Takara? Sonna me ni miete Hikaru mono wo motometerun ja nai Chikara tsukita watashi no koe mo me mo ai mo Kami ga karamu no tokeru you ni sou kantan ni ah Ushinau kowasa to yowasa wo Dareka ni uchiakeru koto ga dekita nara Kawaita omoide tadoru wa Saigo ni aitsu ga nokoshita kaoritachi Fukaku genjitsu touhi shinaide Massugu mae dake misuete aruku Imi nai muri nai jinsei nante Ai seru jibun ni yotte shimau dake Suhada dake ja nai watashi no miryoku kuse namida Yubi ga tsuzuru no gomakasu you ni sou reisei ni ah Kakushita shashin no arika wo Wasureta furi shite kono mune kakimidasu Namida no heya ni mo nokoru wa Saigo ni aitsu ga ai shita kaoritachi Nakushita aitsu no kokoro wo Torimodosu tame no itsuka no omoide Fusaida mimi ni mo nokoru wa Saigo ni aitsu ga hakidasu kotobatachi Kakushita shashin no arika wo Wasureta furi shite kono mune kakimidasu Namida no heya ni mo nokoru wa Saigo ni aitsu ga ai shita kaoritachi

I lost his heart But I have the memories to bring it back I covered my ears, but I can still hear The last words he spit at me I run away from everything to do with status and prestige And search for something lost A diamond? A treasure? It's not something sparkly I'm after My voice and eyes and love when I'm worn out Like loosening my hair, so easily, ah If I could talk to someone about The fear of loss and weakness My parched memories arrive At the last aroma he left behind I won't run from reality, from my mistakes I'll look straight ahead and keep walking But there's no meaning in a life that's not unreasonable I'm just drunk on my own love Not just my skin, but my charm, habits, tears My fingers spell it out, to try and hide it, so calmly, ah I pretend to have forgotten Where that photo is hidden; it stirs up my heart All that's left in this room of tears Is the aroma of his last love I lost his heart But I have the memories to bring it back I covered my ears, but I can still hear The last words he spit at me I pretend to have forgotten Where that photo is hidden; it stirs up my heart All that's left in this room of tears Is the aroma of his last love