Idioma Origen:
kareki ni mizu wo deisui ni utsuru kimi wa mou
yume yo kibou yo oozora ni egaita risou
jounetsu no kurenai ai shite yamanai kimi wa mou
ame yori amai risou wa tada no risou
No one wants the present
yubi wo sashite sayonara goku ni mukerareta tsumetai juukou ni ai wo
kurenai KOOTO no kono ko mo oshitsukerareta ima wo dakikakae namida wo namikomu
naze? naze? kurikaesareru nido to ien ai
naze? naze? kurikaesareru kareta kokoro ni
yubi wo sashite sayonara goku ni mukerareta tsumetai juukou ni ai wo
kurenai KOOTO no kono ko mo oshitsukerareta ima wo dakikakae namida wo namikomu
Love, tenderness, freedom, and peace
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Here is some water for the dead tree... I see your reflection in the dirty water...
Dreams and aspirations Your ideals in the big sky
Passionate Red
The one I loved so much...
Ideals being sweeter then candy are just ideals
Noone wants the present
Point your finger Goodbye
I feel love on my forhead at gun point
Even the child with the red coat swallows her tears as she faces reality
Why? Why? Over and Over
It will never heal
Why? Why? Over and Over
My dead heart...
Love, tenderness, freedom and peace.
Idioma Destino:
kareki ni mizu wo deisui ni utsuru kimi wa mou
yume yo kibou yo oozora ni egaita risou
jounetsu no kurenai ai shite yamanai kimi wa mou
ame yori amai risou wa tada no risou
No one wants the present
yubi wo sashite sayonara goku ni mukerareta tsumetai juukou ni ai wo
kurenai KOOTO no kono ko mo oshitsukerareta ima wo dakikakae namida wo namikomu
naze? naze? kurikaesareru nido to ien ai
naze? naze? kurikaesareru kareta kokoro ni
yubi wo sashite sayonara goku ni mukerareta tsumetai juukou ni ai wo
kurenai KOOTO no kono ko mo oshitsukerareta ima wo dakikakae namida wo namikomu
Love, tenderness, freedom, and peace
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Here is some water for the dead tree... I see your reflection in the dirty water...
Dreams and aspirations Your ideals in the big sky
Passionate Red
The one I loved so much...
Ideals being sweeter then candy are just ideals
Noone wants the present
Point your finger Goodbye
I feel love on my forhead at gun point
Even the child with the red coat swallows her tears as she faces reality
Why? Why? Over and Over
It will never heal
Why? Why? Over and Over
My dead heart...
Love, tenderness, freedom and peace.