hát akkor az én hatalmas kedvenc dir en grey balladám, amit száraz szemmel sosem tudok megállni
Ain't afraid to die
kimi to futaride aruita ano goro no michi wa nakute
sore demo zutto aruita itsuka kimi to aeru no kana
nadaraka na oka no ue yuruyaka ni yuki ga furu todokanai to hodottemo
kimi no heya ni hitotsu daisuki datta hana o ima...
kyonen saigo no yuki no hi kataku kawashita yakusoku
omoidaseba toke dashi tenohira kara koborete
nadaraka na oka no ue yuruyaka ni yuki ga furu todokanai to hodottemo
kimi no heya ni hitotsu daisuki datta hana o ima...
madohen ni hitori kiride tada yuki o mitsumeteru kimi o omoidashi nagara
garasu koshi ni kimi o ukabe saigo no kuchizuke shite...
ne...waratte yo mou nakanaide
koko kara zutto anata o mite iru wa
nadaraka na oka no ue yuruyaka ni yuki ga furu todokanai to hodottemo
kimi no heya ni hitotsu daisuki datta hana o ima...
akari wa shizuka ni shiroku some yuku machi no naka
kimi ga mita saigo no kisetsu iro
namida o otoshita genjitsu to wa zankoku da ne
kimi ga mita saigo no kisetsu iro
shiki to kimi no iro yagate kieru darou
yuki wa tokete machikado ni hana ga saki
kimi ga mita "shikisai wa" sotto toketeyuku
kotoshi saigo no yuki no hi
(machikado ni hitotsu no hana sora o miagereba saigo no yuki ga tenohira ni koborete)
The road we walked back then is gone
but I still walk along it anyway.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
when I remembered our unyielding promise
from last year's last day of snow, it began to melt,
and spill from my hands.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
As I remember you watching the snow from the window all alone,
I recall you through the window and give you one last kiss...
please, smile, stop your crying now...
I'm always watching you from here.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
All over the city quietly colored white by the light,
the last seasonal color you saw.
you shed tears, reality is cruel isn't it?
the last seasonal color you saw.
The colors of you have finally disappeared with the four seasons
the snow melts and flowers bloom on the street.
the "shades" you saw are melting.
the last day of snow this year
(one flower in the street, when I looked up to the sky,
the final snow was pouring from the palm of my hands)