よみ：あい めい
I May 歌詞
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
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I woke up and found she's not here,
next to me.
At that very moment, I realized that
she had gone through all eternity.
There was not a letter or even
a little scribble.
Only the smell of her perfume
still remained.
Where is that girl at this time?
"The little mermaid" will be true,
if she stands on the beach.
Has she become a bubble, too?
The sunlihgt shines after the rain.
The damp wind blows into my room.
Is she at the end of the rainbow?
I woke up and found she's not here,
next to me.
At that very moment, I realized that
she had gone through all eternity.
There was not a letter or even
a little scribble.
Only the smell of her perfume
still remained.
Where is that girl at this time?
"The little mermaid" will be true,
if she stands on the beach.
Has she become a bubble, too?
The sunlihgt shines after the rain.
The damp wind blows into my room.
Is she at the end of the rainbow?
Cry, cry and cry?
Sure, I'm feeling alone.
But we all know that is what we call life.
Does she cry, cry and cry?
She may be feeling alone.
But she always says we all are travelers, searching
the land one should stay at.
We might be able to reach there at the last.
We might be not able to.
Being swamped with work, I may think of you.
Strolling in the park, I may think of you
and say living a life is a kind of pretty.
Waking up alone, I may think of you.
Having a fun in the club, I may think of you
and sing a song about which one man's
disappointed love to myself.
Breathe, sleep, eat, to live, sometimes fall in love.
next to me.
At that very moment, I realized that
she had gone through all eternity.
There was not a letter or even
a little scribble.
Only the smell of her perfume
still remained.
Where is that girl at this time?
"The little mermaid" will be true,
if she stands on the beach.
Has she become a bubble, too?
The sunlihgt shines after the rain.
The damp wind blows into my room.
Is she at the end of the rainbow?
I woke up and found she's not here,
next to me.
At that very moment, I realized that
she had gone through all eternity.
There was not a letter or even
a little scribble.
Only the smell of her perfume
still remained.
Where is that girl at this time?
"The little mermaid" will be true,
if she stands on the beach.
Has she become a bubble, too?
The sunlihgt shines after the rain.
The damp wind blows into my room.
Is she at the end of the rainbow?
Cry, cry and cry?
Sure, I'm feeling alone.
But we all know that is what we call life.
Does she cry, cry and cry?
She may be feeling alone.
But she always says we all are travelers, searching
the land one should stay at.
We might be able to reach there at the last.
We might be not able to.
Being swamped with work, I may think of you.
Strolling in the park, I may think of you
and say living a life is a kind of pretty.
Waking up alone, I may think of you.
Having a fun in the club, I may think of you
and sing a song about which one man's
disappointed love to myself.
Breathe, sleep, eat, to live, sometimes fall in love.
