Monday, 5 October 2015

Calendrier カランドリエ


Anime: Dusk Maiden of Amnesia 黄昏乙女×アムネジア
            (Tasogare Otome × Amunejia)

Artist: Aki Okui

Type: First Ending


Romaji:

Hitorikiri no sabishisa
Hitotoki no hohoemi
Anata ga kureru mono wa
Minna itoshii

Sugu soba ni ite mo
Furerarenai mono
Kokoro wa tsuki no youni
Katachi wo kaeteiku no?

Kanawanai yakusoku mo
Kawakanai namida mo
Anata ga kureta mono wa
Dakishimete odoru

Mitsukete kureta koto mo
Mitsumeteiru koto mo
Ima wa tada ureshikute
Toki yo tomare

Kowareta kokoro mo
Kogoeta inori mo
Kakureta tsuki no youni
Mata umare kawareru?

Hodokenai kurushimi mo
Hodokanai kizuna mo
Anata to musubu mono wo
Watashi mamoritai

Sugu soba ni itemo
Furerarenai mono
Kokoro wa tsuki no youni
Katachi wo kaeteiku no?

Kanawanai yakusoku mo
Kawakanai namida mo
Anata ga kureta mono wa
Dakishimete odoru 


Kanji:

ひとりきりのさびしさ
ひとときのほほえみ
あなたがくれるものは
みんないとしい

すぐそばにいても
触れられないもの
心は月のように
形をかえていくの?

かなわない束も
かわかない泪も
あなたがくれたものは
だきしめておどる

みつけてくれたことも
みつめていることも
今はただ うれしくて
ときよ とまれ

こわれた心も
こごえた祈りも
隠れた月のように
また生まれ变われる?

ほどけない苦しみも
ほどかない绊も
あなたと结ぶものを
私守りたい

すぐそばにいても
触れられないもの
心は月のように
形をかえていくの?

かなわない约束も
かわかない泪も
あなたがくれたものは
だきしめておどる
 


English:

The things you give me
are all so precious,
such as my loneliness
or a brief smile from you.

Even though we're right next to each other,
we are unable to get into physical contact.
Will our hearts gradually change their shapes,
just like how the phasing moon does?

I begin to dance,
holding tightly in my arms the things you gave me,
such as your unfulfilled promise
or my never-parching tears.

I feel so happy about the things you did for me,
such as that you found me
or that you're gazing into my eyes.
Oh time, please stop!

Will both my shattered heart
and my frozen prayer
be able to come back to a new life someday,
just like how the new moon does?

I wish to watch over
the bonds shared between us,
such as my never-ending anguish
or our inseverable love.

Even though we're right next to each other,
we are unable to get into physical contact.
Will our hearts gradually change their shapes,
just like how the phasing moon does?

I begin to dance,
holding tightly in my arms the things you gave me,
such as your unfulfilled promise
or my never-parching tears. 


Here is the video: 





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