Wasurenagusa
(Forget-Me-Not)
Jinkaku Radio
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Monouge na rokugatsu no you na nioi ga kieta no
Arikitari no hana no namae wa boku kara kieta no
Ana no aita kono mune made kogashite shimau no
Wazurawashisa wa mou nai kedo
Itami ga koishii
Miwatashi kagiri suikomarete
Mizumizushii kisetsu wa toorisugita
Itsuwareta hikari wo oshimodoshite
Mou ichido saku toki wo machinozonda
Wasureyou to nozomu koto
Nikunde shimau kara
Wasurezu ni kizamu you ni kizuato nokoshite
Hitorikiri ano basho de
Tachitsukushite ita
Shiroi yubi
Shiroi hana
Itsu mademo shirokute
Magirawasu koto sae boku wa shitaku wa nai kara
Kono kanashimi subete kakaete itai no itsu demo
Kono itami ga kietara
Kitto donna ni raku na no ka mo shirenai kedo
Boku ni wa dekinai kara
Miwatashi kagiri suikomarete
Mizumizushii kisetsu wa toorisugita
Itsuwareta hikari wo oshimodoshite
Mou ichido saku toki wo machinozonda
Wasureyou to nozomu koto
Nikunde shimau kara
Wasurezu ni kizamu you ni kizuato nokoshite
Hitorikiri ano basho de
Tachitsukushite ita
Shiroi yubi
Shiroi hana
Itsu mademo shirokute
Itsu mademo shirokute
Wasureru koto dekizu ni
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The scent that reminded me of a melancholy June disappeared
The name of an ordinary flower disappeared from me
It burns even this hole in my heart
Though it's no longer annoying
The pain is nostalgic
Everything I could see was swallowed up
As the young and vivacious season passed by
I tried to push back the false light
Waiting and wishing for the time it would bloom again
If I wish to forget
I'll hate myself for it
So I leave the scars behind as if etching a reminder
In that lonely place
I stood and stared
White fingers
White flowers
Always so white
I don't even want to distract myself
I want to hold this sorrow forever
If this pain disappears
It would surely be so much easier
But I can't do it
Everything I could see was swallowed up
As the young and vivacious season passed by
I tried to push back the false light
Waiting and wishing for the time it would bloom again
If I wish to forget
I'll hate myself for it
So I leave the scars behind as if etching a reminder
In that lonely place
I stood and stared
White fingers
White flowers
Always so white
Always so white
Unable to forget
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