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LM.C - 88 (rmj)

wasurete shimau darou
kata ni tsumoru kanashimi wa nagareru hoshi no te ni dakare

tameiki hitotsu de reset sareru
mugen no loop no you na hibi sa
"migi muke hidari" ga toomawari demo sore de iinda
kaze ga fukitsukeru no wa kitto
biru no sukima wo tobikau zatsuon ga
kimi ni kikoenai you ni

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune kogareru gensou
wasurete shimau darou
kata ni tsumoru kanashimi wa nagareru hoshi no te ni dakare

riyuu nante iranakatta ano hi
yubi de nazotta kagayaki ga mada
nemuri sae wasure saseru nara sore de iinda
ame ga furi yamanai no wa kitto
kuchibiru kami nagare yuku sono namida
dare mo kizukanai you ni

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune kogareru gensou
wasurete shimau darou
kata ni tsumoru kanashimi wa nagareru hoshi no te ni dakare

ano hoshi wa kimi no namae wo shiranai kedo
sono kagayaki wa koko kara mo yoku mieru
namida wo tomeru no mo
yume wo miru no mo
sore wa dareka jyanaku kimi jyanakya dekinainda

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune kogareru gensou
wasure wa shinai darou
mawarimichi ni saiteta hana naita ato mo kizuato mo
kakaetamama aruite yuke ba ii



LM.C - 88 (eng)

You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

With a sigh, things get reset
The days that are like an infinite loop
"Turn right and left", even if that's out of the way, that's fine
The reason why the wind blows against me is probably
To cause the noise that runs through the buildings
So you won't hear me

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

The days that I did not need a reason
The luster that I traced with my finger is still
If I can forget to sleep, that's fine
The reason why it rains and does not stop is probably
For when you bite your lip and tear
So, no one will notice that

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

That star doesn't know your name, but
I can see the brightness even from here
To stop those tears
To see those dreams
No one else but you can do it

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
I would probably not forget
The flower that blossomed in the detour, the remains of your tears and wounds
Just continue to walk while holding it