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作曲 : 島みやえい子 (Eiko Shimamiya). |
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作词 : 島みやえい子 (Eiko Shimamiya). |
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Flower, swinging in the future |
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being in the past |
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the same essence not the shape |
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Flower, not swinging in the future |
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not being in the past |
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found after thrown away |
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Flower in the universe |
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Cherry blossom, gone and scattered all at once |
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Weed, growing resistantly even if |
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they are trod on many many times |
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Flower, that I really want to take care, in the everlasting one beyond passing away |
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Flower, swinging in the future |
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being in the past |
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the same essence not the shape |
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Flower, not swinging in the future |
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not being in the past |
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found after thrown away |
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Flower in the universe |
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Flower, looking empty |
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But overflowing and filled with everything |
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Flower in the universe |
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Flower, swinging in the future |
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the same essence not the shape |
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Flower, not swinging in the future |
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not being in the past |
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found after thrown away |
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Flower in the universe |
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Cherry blossom, gone and scattered all at once |
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Weed, growing resistantly even if |
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they are trod on many many times |
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Flower, that I really want to take care, in the everlasting one beyond passing away |
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Flower, swinging in the future |
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being in the past |
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the same essence not the shape |
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Flower, not swinging in the future |
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not being in the past |
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found after thrown away |
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Flower in the universe |
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There is neither oxygen nor scent |
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Flower blooms alone |
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There is no color |
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But the hope that will sprout in the air |
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There is neither oxygen nor scent |
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Flower blooms alone |
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There is no color |
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But the hope that will sprout in the air |
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