| Original / Romaji Lyrics | English Translation |
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anata no kizutsuita kokoro wo
dakishime hakanai yume wo miru
meguru toki no nagare itsuka
sekitomete afureru kono omoi
sotto shizumete... | I see melancholically empty dreams
as I hold your wounded soul
One day, please stop the ever coming flow of time
and quietly soothe these feelings
that gush out from me... |
ashibaya ni toorisugiru hito-tachi
utsuroi tsuzukeru kanashimi no iro
tatazumu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru
kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel | People walk past me in hurried steps
The ever-fading color of sadness
I linger as a soft whisper reaches my ears
From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence |
hitorikiri utsuro na kotoba nonde
omoide atsumete nemuru yoru ni mo
madoromu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru
kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel | Even at nights when I am alone as I gulp down empty words
and sleep as I recollect my memories
I doze as a soft whisper reaches my ears
From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence |
kawaita oto ga kikoete kuru
sabishisa tomadou yubisaki ni
sotto itsu made mo futari
fureatte tokete yuku toki made | A dry sound echoes in the solitude
The tip of the hesitant finger
Silenty the two touch forever
Until they melt into each other |
nagareboshi daremo kizukanakute mo
yumegatari haruka tooku hibiite
tatazumu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru
kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel | A shooting star - though no one realizes
The dreamy tales echo to the infinite
I linger as a soft whisper reaches my ears
From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence |
kawaita oto ga kikoete kuru
sabishisa tomadou yubisaki ni
sotto itsu made mo futari
fureatte tokete yuku toki made | A dry sound echoes in the solitude
The tip of the hesitant finger
Silenty the two touch forever
Until they melt into each other |
anata no kizutsuita kokoro wo
dakishime hakanai yume wo miru
meguru toki no nagare itsuka
sekitomete afureru kono omoi | I see melancholically empty dreams
as I hold your wounded soul
One day, please stop the ever coming flow of time
And these feelings will gush out from me... |
