By the fault of the sudden rain Staying drenched the way you are You Hang your head
I Wonder if I can become The BATH TOWEL that wraps you up
No matter who it is, we're all the same "It was just bad luck", when
Not one of such consoling words Are of any use On nights like those
I'll hold you tight With this song It's alright to sleep If you're worn out by crying
It's alright for us to bury The wounds together Slowly
I'm not strong either More delicate than you think by far
I want you to see my Everything
To you I'd like to be a special place I wish for it
Even if I'm lost And writhing There's only one answer Good enough by merely existing Your voice
This song With which I want to hold you tight Days of joy The meaning of living
You like me And I like you in turn That's all
Things of the past when I posed as a "man of talent" You affirmed me as a "man of hard work"
So glad, it finally Overflowed The temperature of tears Never Will I forget it
I'll hold you tight With this song It's alright to sleep If you're worn out by crying
Even the wounds We'll be able to laugh at them someday Surely
This song with which I want to hold you tight Right now Days of joy The meaning of living
Having discovered them, we're No longer Afraid of anything We're not afraid
~>♥Hayate Ayasaki
