Paroles et traduction Milk - WE

WE

Sore wa hidoku totsuzen de
Machikado wa tadayou nakami no nai uta to "sayonara"
Kimi ni nagashikomi
Minamiguchi wa kyou mo ase no kehai hitotsu nai yukkuri
Suri ashi de tokeyou
Urunda hitomi wa kawaita kaze hoshigaru
Boku hoshigatta you ni
"Getsuyoubi no asa wa choushoku toru kishinai"
Usugeshou no kimi fukigen ni kirei
Minareta yume kara me ga sameta ato wa
Tooku chikaku kimi wo omou
Utaenai shijin wa kakitometa kotoba todokeru dake ga dekizu

Tsukihi bakari ga nagareru

To yobu ni wa amari ni mo de boku towa futsuriai oboe
Kokochiyoi datsuryoku saisoku janai subete ga shikumareta... toka ne
Jishin tte kotoba wa jibun wo shinjiru to kaku
Nigate na hou janakatta
"Kazaranai kimi ga suki" konagona ni natte
Tatta ima no boku kikazatte odoru
Ano koro mananda futatsu mitsu nado wasureru hodo no kimi no kachi sa
Ima koro ni natte afuredasu kotoba todokeru koto ga dekizu
Dokoka de guuzen toka
Michika de toka
Sagasu koto ni tsukare sore demo sugatte
Ooge sa de wa naku saiai wa kimi de
Futari de eranda koge chairo no hade na oreta kasa mo
Natsukashimeru hodo tsuyoku wa nai kedo tebanasu koto wa dekizu
Minareta yume no tsuzuki ga mitakute tooku tooku kimi wo omou
Utaenai shijin wa kakitometa kotoba todokanu kotoba utau
Modorenai hibi to ikiru

WE

It was so sudden
The street corner is filled with empty songs and "goodbye"
Falling into you
The south exit is still not sweating today
Let's slip away
Moist eyes are longing for the dry wind
Just as I yearned for you
"I don't eat breakfast on Monday mornings"
You're beautiful, even when you're grumpy
After I wake up from the usual dream
I think of you far and near
The poet who couldn't sing could only write down words that he couldn't convey

Only the moonlight flows

To call it that is too much of a mismatch between you and me, you know
A comfortable detachment, not a failure, everything was planned... or something
The word "self-confidence" means believing in oneself
It wasn't something I was bad at
"I like you without the decorations," shattered into pieces
The current me dances while embellishing
The value of you has made me forget the two or three things I learned back then
Now, at this moment, words are overflowing, but I can't convey them
Somewhere by chance
On the street
I'm tired of searching, but I still cling to it
It's not pride, but mutual love is with you
The flashy, torn brown umbrella we both chose
It's not strong enough to make me nostalgic, but I can't let it go
I want to see the continuation of the usual dream, and I think of you far, far away
The poet who couldn't sing wrote down words that he couldn't convey, singing words that couldn't reach you
Living with days that can't be regained