Sakura Addiction
Vocal: Takashi Kondo
(Hibari)sakurasaku maiochiru
nanimonai boku no te no ue
(Mukuro)hakanakute yasashikute
kowaresou kimi mitai na hana
(Hibari)itsumo no kaisatsu wo surinuketeiku ano ko wa sou
kagayaku me wo shite mainichi nanika tsukami totte yukun da
(Mukuro)boku wa to ieba nanimonai mainichi kurikaeshite
hieta kokoro mottesa hana hiraku shunkan sagashite me wo tojiru
(All)sakurasaku maiochiru
nanimonai boku no te no ue
hakanakute yasashikute
kowaresou kimi mitai na hana
(Mukuro)yogoreta supaiku nara kokoro no oku nishimaikonda
(Hibari)「kore de iindayo」 to sugiyuku haru no nigemichi sagashiterun darou
(Hibari)nakushite akirameta boru mitsukete kureta no wa kimi deshita
(Mukuro)haru ga kuru sakihokoru
gurando ga kaze ni yureru
fumishimete nakidashita
koboresou kimi mitai na hana
(All)koko ni aru wasuremono
tori ni kita boku no te no ue
hakanakute yasashikute
kowaresou kimi mitai na hana
(雲雀)桜咲く 舞い落ちる 何も無い ぼくの手の上
(骸)儚くて 優しくて 壊れそう きみみたいな花
(雲雀)いつもの改札を 擦り抜けて行くあの子はそう
輝く目をして 毎日何か掴み取って行くんだ
(骸)ぼくはと言えば 何にも無い毎日繰り返して
冷えた心持ってさ 花開く瞬間探して目を閉じる
(二人)桜咲く 舞い落ちる 何も無い ぼくの手の上
儚くて 優しくて 壊れそう きみみたいな花
(骸)汚れたスパイクなら 心の奥に仕舞い込んだ
(雲雀)「これでいいんだよ」と 過ぎいく春の逃げ道 探してるんだろう
(雲雀)無くして 諦めたボール
見つけてくれたのは きみでした
(骸)春が来る 咲き誇る グランドが 風に揺れる
踏みしめて 泣き出した 溢れそう きみみたいな花
(二人)此処に在る 忘れ物 取りに来た ぼくの手の上
儚くて 優しくて 壊れそう きみみたいな花
the sakura blossoms, it flutters down,
on my hand where there's nothing
fleeting and gentle, I'm afraid it might break,
the flower that is just like you
that child who slips through the gates as usual
grabs ahold of something each day with shining eyes
for me, I repeat nothingness every day
and with a frozen heart, I close my eyes looking for the moment when the flower would blossom
the sakura blossoms, it flutters down,
on my hand where there's nothing
fleeting and gentle, I'm afraid it might break,
the flower that is just like you
I put away the dirtied Spike deep inside my heart
you're searching for the spring's escape route, saying that "this will do", aren't you?
the Ball I lost and gave up on;
it was you who found it for me
the spring comes, blossoms and prides,
the Ground sways by the wind
stepped on firmly, burst out crying,
looks like it might overflow, the flower that is just like you
I have come to retrieve the lost article
that is here, on my hand
fleeting and gentle, I'm afraid it might break,
the flower that is just like you
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