Rikka Nadeshiko 六花撫子

Anime: Tsukiuta. THE ANIMATION ツキウタ。THE ANIMATION

Artist: Asami Imai

Album: Tsukiuta. Female 1st Solo Series~ Yuki Hanazono

Romaji:

saki midaru kazahana ga misoka kokoro wo sode ni kakushita.

kakin naki hada ni furete hoshii, anata no te de.

kazuki wa yonagashi to mutsugoto.

sobame wo bonbori ga utsurou.

omoi yosou. koishiki hito no tooshi koe.

amatsu sora no anata wo oshitai moushite orimasu.

saki midaru kazahana ga misoka kokoro wo sode ni kakushita.

kakin naki hada ni furete hoshii, setsunari.       

omoiseku shinjuu no

homura wa taezumi no nochi mo moyu,

miyuki no uede tatazumu shirasagi no youni naku.

yukizuri no koishiki hito to nokoriga yo.

amatsu sora no anata wo oshitai moushite orimasu.

narabeuta wo utau, futari no kakei wa

omoide no naka ni saiteiru nadena.

unatsuki no watashi wo nade warau anata,

ima wa tooku tooku temo. yubikiri, wasurezu.

saki midaru kazahana ga misoka kokoro wo sode ni kakushita.

kakin naki hada ni furete hoshii, setsu nari.

anata dake, anata dake ni,

ioutoshiteita kotoba ga aru.

amatsu sora no saki ni made todoku youna koe de.

「aishiteimasu, zutto」

Kanji:

咲き乱る風花が密か(みそか)心を袖に隠した。

瑕瑾(かきん)無き肌に触れて欲しい、貴方の手で。

花月は夜長し(よながし)と睦言(むつごと)。

傍目(そばめ)を雪洞(ぼんぼり)が映ろふ。

思ひ寄そふ。 恋しき人の遠し聲(こえ)。

天つ空の貴方をお慕い申しております。

咲き乱る風花が密か(みそか)心を袖に隠した。

瑕瑾無き肌に触れて欲しい、切なり。

思ひ塞く(おもいせく)心中の

焔(ほむら)は絶えず身の後も燃ゆ。

深雪の上で佇む白鷺(しらさぎ)の様に泣く。

行き摩りの恋しき人と残り香よ。

天つ空の貴方をお慕い申しております。

童歌を謡う、二人の佳景(かけい)は

想ひ出の中に咲いている撫菜(なでな)。

頸着き(うなつき)の私を撫で笑う貴方、

今は遠く遠くても。 指きり、忘れず。

咲き乱る風花が密か(みそか)心を袖に隠した。

瑕瑾無き肌に触れて欲しい、切なり。

貴方だけ、貴方だけに、

言おうとしていた言葉がある。

天つ空の先にまで届くような聲で。

「愛しています、ずっと。」

English:

The winter wind which brings scattered snowflakes 

blooms in profusion and hides the secret heart in the sleeve.

I want you to feel my flawless skin, with your hand.

The natural elegance includes long nights and whispered intimacies.

The mistress is reflected in the paper-covered lantern.

Feelings come together. The distant voice of the yearned for person.

You approach the heavenly sky in admiration as if being called.

The winter wind which brings scattered snowflakes 

blooms in profusion and hides the secret heart in the sleeve.

I want you to feel my flawless skin, while it’s still earnest.

The thought thwarts one’s true motives

The flames constantly burn the body’s remains,

above the deep snow, standing still and crying like a heron.

The yearned for person and lingering scent begin to wear out.

You approach the heavenly sky in admiration as if being called.

In both of our beautiful views, singing a children’s folk song,

A gentle green blooms within the memories.

You gently brush my back hair and smile,

that image is now very distant. I pinkie swore that I wouldn’t forget.

The winter wind which brings scattered snowflakes 

blooms in profusion and hides the secret heart in the sleeve.

I want you to feel my flawless skin, while it’s still earnest.

Only you, to nobody but you,

I have words that I’d like to convey.

Reaching with my voice all the way ahead of the heavenly sky.

“I love you, always”

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