100% one of my favorite musicians. he knows me so well. thank you for the music, i hope i can express and explore these feelings so vividly one day. i want to change lives and give to others what was once given to me. I want to feel beautiful things. God, how much things can change in just three years. two years. 1 year. I don't want to waste anymore time. I don't want to grow up further to get a boring job and be a slave to bills. I just want to make beautiful art and experience beautiful things accompanied with beautiful people with beautiful dreams in a beautiful world. How I wish for that so, so much.
If in this world we’ll find nothing but lies, we’d never enjoy it this much would we? And because the truth is somewhere in the mix, tough as it is sometimes, we try to believe. I can’t remember all the times I’ve been told, that time is the one thing that heals all wounds. But when it comes to all the things you enjoy, it’s the same thing that makes them all fade away. And if that’s true, then I’d like to live only thinking about tomorrow instead. But that’s not something we’re able to do, so we satisfy ourselves by reminiscing. In downtown Kisshouji, holding hands and gazing at the blue sky. Sitting on the pier watching fireworks, ditching school ‘til summer twilight came. Drank to the point we threw it all up in front of Nakano station. Reflecting the moonlight, it shined like the stars. A girl with pierced ears made me so annoyed. Such beautiful memories. All I want to forget. All I could never bear to. Living and finally dying. When I think about it, I can’t shake the thoughts out of my head. All of the baggage that I’m holding onto is about all that’ll fit inside these two hands. But do I really need anything else? Sure, other people might just think it’s all trash. Bringing my awkward memories in tow, I take a shot at heading into the future. That girl led me along by the hand, up a long hill towards the hospital. Sat on a rainbow-dyed picnic sheet with a Les Paul. Green forest under starlit sky. Wanted to escape and so spit out words as harsh as a kitchen knife. Her heart broke to pieces, like a jigsaw puzzle. And a puzzle piece was missing. Such beautiful memories. All I want to forget. All I could never bear to. Here in the palm of my hands, and the depths of my heart, rest so many very important things. Only the things I’ve lost. Only the things I’ve broken. And now I know what it truly means to love. So all of us, with all our mistakes, should be better at love than any other human on Earth. So come on, look deep into your memories. All you want to forget. All you could never bear to. When I thought someone was laughing at me and wanted to hole up in my little room. When I left that girl’s house for my own and was greeted by the dawn on Mejiro Street. When I felt the warmth of my father’s back in West Shinjiku, my hometown by the sea. A blank notebook, dreams cast aside. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me. Cicadas sing. Friends who died having all the talent in the world. Friends still fighting the good fight far away. The girlfriend who still supports me to this day. Room behind lock and key. I was fighting all those days when both heart and guitar were broken. Thank you so much. Thank you so much. I hate you so much. Such beautiful memories. All I want to forget. All I could never bear to. lyricstranslate.com
A pesar de que no entiendo la letra ya que no tiene subtitulos en español o al menos en inglés, puedo decir que esta canción me conmueve, lo percibo, esta cancion posee buenas vibras y una letra hermosa, grande amazarashi.
Essa música... mesmo a escutando tantas e tantas vezes, ela consegue transmitir algo inexprimível para mim. E quantas e quantas vezes meus olhos lacrimejam sem ao menos entender o que essas palavras em um idioma desconhecido querem dizer. Mas, certamente, há algo aí. Que me marca e atravessa, me toca... e que me transforma. Cada vez que a escuto para ser uma nova, a primeira. Talvez minhas palavras nunca consigam traduzir o que sinto e experimento enquanto me disponho a escutar essa doce canção. Memórias que nunca tive, memórias que ainda estão por vir, ou memórias que são impossíveis, memórias de outra pessoa, memória dessa pessoa. Eu não sei o que é, mas grita. Memórias que eu deveria esquecer, memórias que eu não, não posso esquecer. Belas memórias. É incrível como uma outra pessoa do outro lado do mundo pode te tocar de uma forma inimaginável. O comentário de "@LeX" me encantou e me chamou atenção, então resolvi compartilhar, ou tentar, fazer o mesmo da minha experiência. Infelizmente talvez ninguém entenda, afinal, estou falando em uma língua desconhecida... apenas para mim mesmo, mas o que importa é que, agora, estou falando. Esse sou eu.
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100% one of my favorite musicians. he knows me so well. thank you for the music, i hope i can express and explore these feelings so vividly one day. i want to change lives and give to others what was once given to me. I want to feel beautiful things. God, how much things can change in just three years. two years. 1 year. I don't want to waste anymore time. I don't want to grow up further to get a boring job and be a slave to bills. I just want to make beautiful art and experience beautiful things accompanied with beautiful people with beautiful dreams in a beautiful world. How I wish for that so, so much.
If in this world we’ll find nothing but lies, we’d never enjoy it this much would we?
And because the truth is somewhere in the mix, tough as it is sometimes, we try to believe.
I can’t remember all the times I’ve been told, that time is the one thing that heals all wounds.
But when it comes to all the things you enjoy, it’s the same thing that makes them all fade away.
And if that’s true, then I’d like to live only thinking about tomorrow instead.
But that’s not something we’re able to do, so we satisfy ourselves by reminiscing.
In downtown Kisshouji, holding hands and gazing at the blue sky.
Sitting on the pier watching fireworks, ditching school ‘til summer twilight came.
Drank to the point we threw it all up in front of Nakano station.
Reflecting the moonlight, it shined like the stars.
A girl with pierced ears made me so annoyed. Such beautiful memories.
All I want to forget. All I could never bear to.
Living and finally dying. When I think about it, I can’t shake the thoughts out of my head.
All of the baggage that I’m holding onto is about all that’ll fit inside these two hands.
But do I really need anything else? Sure, other people might just think it’s all trash.
Bringing my awkward memories in tow, I take a shot at heading into the future.
That girl led me along by the hand, up a long hill towards the hospital.
Sat on a rainbow-dyed picnic sheet with a Les Paul. Green forest under starlit sky.
Wanted to escape and so spit out words as harsh as a kitchen knife.
Her heart broke to pieces, like a jigsaw puzzle.
And a puzzle piece was missing. Such beautiful memories.
All I want to forget. All I could never bear to.
Here in the palm of my hands, and the depths of my heart, rest so many very important things.
Only the things I’ve lost. Only the things I’ve broken. And now I know what it truly means to love.
So all of us, with all our mistakes, should be better at love than any other human on Earth.
So come on, look deep into your memories. All you want to forget. All you could never bear to.
When I thought someone was laughing at me and wanted to hole up in my little room.
When I left that girl’s house for my own and was greeted by the dawn on Mejiro Street.
When I felt the warmth of my father’s back in West Shinjiku, my hometown by the sea.
A blank notebook, dreams cast aside. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me. Cicadas sing.
Friends who died having all the talent in the world. Friends still fighting the good fight far away.
The girlfriend who still supports me to this day.
Room behind lock and key. I was fighting all those days when both heart and guitar were broken.
Thank you so much. Thank you so much. I hate you so much. Such beautiful memories.
All I want to forget. All I could never bear to.
lyricstranslate.com
Amazarashiさんはマジで天才だ、一体どんな星霜を経歴して、この歌詞を思いついたのかと思わず考えてきました
曾浩瑋 k
Гайхалтай баярллаа.. дурсамжаар дүүрэн дуу
A pesar de que no entiendo la letra ya que no tiene subtitulos en español o al menos en inglés, puedo decir que esta canción me conmueve, lo percibo, esta cancion posee buenas vibras y una letra hermosa, grande amazarashi.
LeX de hecho,es una hermosa letra...♡
Quieres la letra bro? Puedo traducirtela
I'm feel like you! I can understand :')
amazarashiの詩はうつくしいなあ
Big bro are you good in Japan when are you coming back
ymar saihan bain geech odoo ongorson saihan dursamjuud min.Ene commentiig unshij bga hund unshih ter odoriin mend chamd yamar bain olon zuils bodogdoj bainuu zuger l gantsaaraa bainuu, chamd tsag baigaa odoonoos hairla
私は毎日美しき思い出はうちでをききます
love this song
あまらず それは奇跡です
love it
bayrlalaa.
Essa música... mesmo a escutando tantas e tantas vezes, ela consegue transmitir algo inexprimível para mim. E quantas e quantas vezes meus olhos lacrimejam sem ao menos entender o que essas palavras em um idioma desconhecido querem dizer. Mas, certamente, há algo aí. Que me marca e atravessa, me toca... e que me transforma.
Cada vez que a escuto para ser uma nova, a primeira. Talvez minhas palavras nunca consigam traduzir o que sinto e experimento enquanto me disponho a escutar essa doce canção. Memórias que nunca tive, memórias que ainda estão por vir, ou memórias que são impossíveis, memórias de outra pessoa, memória dessa pessoa. Eu não sei o que é, mas grita. Memórias que eu deveria esquecer, memórias que eu não, não posso esquecer. Belas memórias.
É incrível como uma outra pessoa do outro lado do mundo pode te tocar de uma forma inimaginável. O comentário de "@LeX" me encantou e me chamou atenção, então resolvi compartilhar, ou tentar, fazer o mesmo da minha experiência. Infelizmente talvez ninguém entenda, afinal, estou falando em uma língua desconhecida... apenas para mim mesmo, mas o que importa é que, agora, estou falando. Esse sou eu.
(Cries in mongolian)
That song is really good. Why is it so unknown?
知られることだけがいいことではないからです。
Өнөөдөр өглөө Амазарашиг анх сонслоошд. Өдөржин л сонслоо одоо ч гэсэн түүх мүүхийг нь хайгаад л сонссоор л байна. Новш гэж зогсохгүй нь ээ
💙
I'm telling everyone i know to subscribe to this channel. Also keep em comm'n.
hehe hi bro :D
Баярлалаа
Can i ask for the background file ?
I just used google for this pic. And i edited little
Probly an image of where he sang 終わりで始まり by the sea in 0.7 dvd
Uhlee
gl ty
Why not English
Crystal Clears cause i am mongolian. anyone can do this in english.
Crystal Clears and there is @hyopi who makes english
But Hyopi doesn't make every video of Amazarashi in English
he is doing it. just be patient
alright, I'll subscribe to him