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ai (singer) - tsumi to batsu كلمات الأغنية

romanji

hoo wo sasu asa no yamate-doori
tabako no akibako wo suteru
kyou mo mata ashi no fumiba wa nai
kobeya ga kodoku wo amayakasu

“fuon na himei wo aisanai de
mirai nado minai de
kakushin dekiru ima dake kasanete
atashi no namae wo chanto yonde
karada wo sawatte hitsuyou na no wa kore dake mitomete”

aish-teru hitori nakiwameite
yomichi wo masaguredo munashii
kaisatsu no yasukeikoutou wa
anata no kage sura otosanai

yuganda mujou no tooki hi mo
sebun sutaa no kaori
ajiwau gotoku kisetsu wo yobiokosu
atashi ga nozonda koto jitai
mujun wo yuu ni koete
ichiban itoshii anata no koe made
kasure saseteita no darou

seijaku wo yaburu doitsu-sha to patokaa
sairen bakuon genjitsukai
aru fuyuu

“fuon na himei wo aisanai de
mirai nado minai de
kakushin dekiru ima dake kasanete
atashi no namae wo chanto yonde
karada wo sawatte hitsuyou na no wa kore dake mitomete”

“fuon na himei wo aisanai de
kakushin dekiru genzai dake kasanete
atashi no namae wo chanto yonde
karada wo sawatte hitsuyou na no wa kore dake mitomete”

hoo wo sasu asa no yamate-doori
tabako no akibako wo suteru
kyou mo mata ashi no fumiba wa nai
kobeya ga kodoku wo amayakasu

english

yamate street in the morning – cold enough to sting
i throw away an empty cigarette box
today, as always, my little room without even a place to step
indulges my loneliness

don’t fall in love with disquieting screams
don’t look to the future
you can only be sure of now, so put it all up
say my name just right
and touch my body
at least grant me this; it’s all that i need

alone, i cry out ‘i love you’
i fumbled around on the street at night, but found emptiness
the cheap fluorescent lamps at the ticket gate
aren’t even enough to cast your shadow

even the far-away days of distorted uncertainty
call back the season
that tastes of seven star
the thing that i wished for, as such
is easily more than a contradiction
even your voice, most beloved to me
has been made ho-rs-

the german car and the patrol-car that break the silence
a siren, a loud roar
the real world, a suspension

yamate street in the morning – cold enough to sting
i throw away an empty cigarette box
today, as always, my little room without even a place to step
indulges my loneliness

- ai singer

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