なぜ めぐり逢うのかを 私たちは なにも知らない いつ めぐり逢うのかを 私たちは いつも知らない どこにいたの 生きてきたの 遠い空の下 ふたつの物語 Why are people fated to meet? We don’t know anything about that. When are people fated to meet? We don’t know anything about that. Where are we? How did we end up where we are? Under the sky,far away, we each make the story belonging to ourselves. 縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私 織りなす布は いつか誰かを 暖めうるかもしれない The vertical thread is you. The horizontal thread is me The cloth, that we end up intertwine, Perhaps one day, it might warm somebody up. なぜ 生きてゆくのかを 迷った日の跡の ささくれ 夢追いかけ走って ころんだ日の跡の ささくれ こんな糸が なんになるの 心許なくて ふるえてた風の中 Tell me the reason for our living The days of stray left frayed Running round after our dreams The days of falling down are left frayed What's the use of weaving this thread Amidst the wind trembling in anxiety 縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私 織りなす布は いつか誰かの 傷をかばうかもしれない The vertical thread is you. The horizontal thread is me The cloth, that we end up intertwine, Perhaps one day, it might cover somebody’s wound. 縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私 逢うべき糸に 出逢えることを 人は 仕合わせと呼びます The vertical thread is you. The horizontal thread is me When two threads that are destined to meet Finally cross each other Then we call it “happiness”
なぜ めぐり逢うのかを
私たちは なにも知らない
いつ めぐり逢うのかを
私たちは いつも知らない
どこにいたの 生きてきたの
遠い空の下 ふたつの物語
Why are people fated to meet?
We don’t know anything about that.
When are people fated to meet?
We don’t know anything about that.
Where are we? How did we end up where we are?
Under the sky,far away, we each make the story belonging to ourselves.
縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私
織りなす布は いつか誰かを
暖めうるかもしれない
The vertical thread is you.
The horizontal thread is me
The cloth, that we end up intertwine,
Perhaps one day, it might warm somebody up.
なぜ 生きてゆくのかを
迷った日の跡の ささくれ
夢追いかけ走って
ころんだ日の跡の ささくれ
こんな糸が なんになるの
心許なくて ふるえてた風の中
Tell me the reason for our living
The days of stray left frayed
Running round after our dreams
The days of falling down are left frayed
What's the use of weaving this thread
Amidst the wind trembling in anxiety
縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私
織りなす布は いつか誰かの
傷をかばうかもしれない
The vertical thread is you.
The horizontal thread is me
The cloth, that we end up intertwine,
Perhaps one day,
it might cover somebody’s wound.
縦の糸はあなた 横の糸は私
逢うべき糸に 出逢えることを
人は 仕合わせと呼びます
The vertical thread is you.
The horizontal thread is me
When two threads that are destined to meet
Finally cross each other
Then we call it “happiness”
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