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Isso sora ga nuke ochireba ii
Doshaburi ga toori sugite daichi ga katamaru hiraku
Issou afuredasu kumo kurayami
Chuutohanpa na amasa o nuritsubushite ike
Muku na iro no tori yo
Massugu ni tsubasa habataite
Umaku tobi satte kure
Kowase sukue warae tsuraku te mo
Ugokidase kono mune no naka no hi yo
Susumu Tomaru Modoru Shiro to kuro
Nigeru nara suna o kande oboreru dake
Zutto tsukinukete shimaeba ii
Boroboro no kazaana kara hahen ga tobichiru hikari
Gutto ki o ushinatte yuku hodo
Ware o wasureta shunkan tsukamitoru kiseki
Kata ni oriru tori yo
Sukoshi dake tsubasa yogoreteru
Nazeka sore ga itoshii
Nan no tame ni erabu Shiro to kuro
Ai da to wa atsuku hokorenai mada
Itami ikari itsuwari ubae mou
Zetsubou no hako o daremo akenai you
Kowase sukue warae tsurakutemo
Ugokidase kono mune no naka no hi yo
Susumu Tomaru Modoru Shiro to kuro
Nigeru nara suna o kande oboreru
Nani no tame ni erabu Shiro to kuro
Ai da to wa atsuku hokorenai mada
Itami ikari itsuwari ubae mou
Zetsubou no hako o daremo akenai youn
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White and Black
The sky is falling rather fine
The heavy rain hardens the street's opening ground
The rather dark, overflowing clouds
The sweetness, unfinished, blotting out
The colored bird's purity
Straight wings flapping
Smoothly flying away to the year's end
Breaking, saving, laughing even during tough times
Start moving this heart and fire
Go? Stop? Turn back? White and black
If only to escape nearly drowning by the biting sand
Once the moon was fine
A worn out airhole from broken pieces flying around lights
Much more spirit goes lost
I was lost that moment grasping a miracle
The bird descending a shoulder
A little dirty wing only
For some reason that is lovely
What to choose? White and black
I can't be proud of love warmly yet
Pain, anger, lies, stealing again
Despair in everyone, the shape of a box
Breaking, saving, laughing even during tough times
Start moving this heart and fire
Go? Stop? Turn back? White and black
If only to escape nearly drowning by the biting sand
What to choose? White and black
I can't be proud of love warmly yet
Pain, anger, lies, stealing again
Despair in everyone, the shape of a box
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