fuyu no sora hitori miagereba fuwari
kasureta koe ga tori wo utsu
hon no sukoshi naita sono ato ga hieta
tsuzuraori no sakamichi korogatte
totsuzen ni kieta tsukareta egao yojireta me wa
yuzurenai ai no tsuyosa to imagoro kizuita
kimi wa kisetsu no nai basho de donna sora wo miru no?
koko wa shiroi shizuku afure kesare sou dayo
karappo no kokoro wo umeru koori no kaze furiyamazu
ima wa yuki de sae mo tooi nukumori no you
kanchigai no hazu ga
itsushika kotae ni natte shimatta
kimi no yukusaki mo...
arifureta hibi ni todomatte tada jare atteta
ano toki wo natsukashimu no wa okubyou nano kana?
kimi wa hadashi no mama hitori tobidashite ittakiri
potsuri nokoru kutsu wa nidoto arukidasezu ni
sora kara maiorita shiroi shizuku ni umorete yuku yo
dare ka hiroi agete...
koe ni naranai mama de
kimi wa fuyu no shizuku tsurete boku no sora ni orita
are wa keshite yume ya maboroshi nanka janakute
itetsuki sumiwataru sora e hagureta shiroi KAKERA yo
tooi kimi no moto e todoke to inori wo nose
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The winter sky—alone—if you look up, gently
A voice that brushes by tramples down birds
I cried only a little Those ruins grew cold
The mountain road tumbles in winding folds
It vanished suddenly, that tired smiling face, that twisted eye
I realized it’s the strength of a love that can’t be conveyed
In that place without seasons, what kind of sky do you see?
It seems that the white flakes here will overflow and disappear
The breeze on the ice that buries an empty heart, never ceasing,
Now even in the snow, like a distant warmth
What was originally a misunderstanding
Became the answer before we knew it
Even before you left…
I stopped still in the mundane day-to-day; we were only gambling with each other
Am I a coward, yearning for that moment?
You dashed back and forth, barefoot and alone
The shoes abandoned alone and in pairs, without walking out a second time
Are slowly buried under the white flakes that swooped down from the sky
Somebody lift me up
Before I’m just a voice
You led the flakes of winter. They fell from my sky
Those things have vanished and they’re nothing like dreams and illusions
Wandering splinters to the perfectly clear frozen sky
Ride notices and prayers to the origin of far-away you