In the morning, the town I was born in
Was buried under a snowdrift
Well, well, with a tiny hand
I fanned the blue sky
Just like that girl next door
Whom I’ve known really well for ages
With one earlobe, I listen to
A graduation canon
I say I’ll be all right even if I’m alone
And my story gets turned inside out
I want to make it someone else’s fault
It hurts so much. I hate it. I hate it.
Let me give what comes after the rain
To a right-handed genius
Let’s head out while we eat
My homemade fortune cookies
When you do nothing but cry when it’s sad
The buds thaw and disappear
Autumn comes, winter comes again
And it’s taken one year
You intended on running far away
But your story won’t end
I’m grinning broadly
It’s so cowardly, and I hate it.
While I cling to you
Even if I try chasing after you
Even if I get kicked for it
Let’s fill up an open hole
There’s no mistaking it. I hate it.
I’ll overlap them, I’ll lean against them
I’ll throw them all out very soon
The people I adore and the gentle days
Will disappear completely very soon
In the morning, the town I was born in
Was buried under a snowdrift
Well, well, with a tiny hand
I fanned the blue sky
You intended on running far away
But your story won’t end
I’m grinning broadly
It’s so cowardly, and I hate it.
While I cling to you
Even if I try chasing after you
Even if I get kicked for it
Let’s close up an open hole
There’s no mistaking it. I hate it.
It’s so cowardly, and I hate it.
It hurts so much. I hate it. I hate it
In the morning, the town I was born inWas buried under a snowdriftWell, well, with a tiny handI fanned the blue skyJust like that girl next doorWhom I’ve known really well for agesWith one earlobe, I listen toA graduation canonI say I’ll be all right even if I’m aloneAnd my story gets turned inside outI want to make it someone else’s faultIt hurts so much. I hate it. I hate it.Let me give what comes after the rainTo a right-handed geniusLet’s head out while we eatMy homemade fortune cookiesWhen you do nothing but cry when it’s sadThe buds thaw and disappearAutumn comes, winter comes againAnd it’s taken one yearYou intended on running far awayBut your story won’t endI’m grinning broadlyIt’s so cowardly, and I hate it.While I cling to youEven if I try chasing after youEven if I get kicked for itLet’s fill up an open holeThere’s no mistaking it. I hate it.I’ll overlap them, I’ll lean against themI’ll throw them all out very soonThe people I adore and the gentle daysWill disappear completely very soonIn the morning, the town I was born inWas buried under a snowdriftWell, well, with a tiny handI fanned the blue skyYou intended on running far awayBut your story won’t endI’m grinning broadlyIt’s so cowardly, and I hate it.While I cling to youEven if I try chasing after youEven if I get kicked for itLet’s close up an open holeThere’s no mistaking it. I hate it.มันจึงขี้ขลาด และเกลียดชังมันมันเจ็บมาก ฉันเกลียดมัน ฉันเกลียดมัน
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