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Sakura Girl

Kanji

さくら

さくらのような君でした
春のような恋でした
いつまでも続いてゆくと
そんな気がしてた

風が吹いて散るように
はらはらと散るように
あの風が連れ去ってゆく
舞って舞って僕のさくら
(僕のさくら)
さくら

突然の出会い教室で二人
何てことない台詞ばかり
でも僕にとっては全部忘れない
きっと一生忘れない

散りゆくなら綺麗なんだってさ
そんなこと知らない僕に何が出来たっていうのさ

さくらのような君でした
春のような恋でした
いつまでも続いてゆくと
そんな気がしてた

風が吹いて散るように
はらはらと散るように
あの風が連れ去ってゆく
舞って舞って僕のさくら
(僕のさくら)
さくら

言葉にならない君の『さよなら』に
まだ受け入れられないことばかり
でも僕の前にもう君は見えない
抜殻さえ粉々に

儚いから綺麗なんだってさ
そんなこと灰色になった今聞きたくないのさ

さくらのような君でした
春のような恋でした
いつまでも続いてゆくと
そんな気がしてた

風が吹いて散るように
はらはらと散るように
あの風が連れ去ってゆく
舞って舞って僕のさくら
さくら

さくらのような君でした
春のような恋でした
いつまでも続いてゆくと
そんな気がしてた

風が吹いて散るように
はらはらと散るように
あの風が連れ去ってゆく
舞って舞って僕のさくら

ララ　ラブ　さくら

Romaji

sakura

sakura no you na kimi deshita
haru no you na koi deshita
itsumademo tsuzuite yuku to
sonna ki ga shiteta
kaze ga fuite chiru you ni
harahara to chiru you ni
ano kaze ga tsuresatte yuku
matte matte boku no sakura
(boku no sakura)
sakura

totsuzen no deai kyoushitsu de futari
nantekoto nai serifu bakari
demo boku ni totte wa zenbu wasurenai
kitto isshou wasurenai
chiriyuku nara kirei nandatte sa
sonna koto shiranai boku ni nani ga dekitatte iu no sa

sakura no you na kimi deshita
haru no you na koi deshita
itsumademo tsuzuite yuku to
sonna ki ga shiteta
kaze ga fuite chiru you ni
harahara to chiru you ni
ano kaze ga tsuresatte yuku
matte matte boku no sakura
(boku no sakura)
sakura

kotoba ni naranai kimi no sayonara ni
mada ukeirerarenai koto bakari
demo boku no mae ni mou kimi wa mienai
nukegara sae konagona ni
hakanai kara kirei nandatte sa
sonna koto haiiro ni natta ima kikitakunai no sa

sakura no you na kimi deshita
haru no you na koi deshita
itsumademo tsuzuite yuku to
sonna ki ga shiteta
kaze ga fuite chiru you ni
harahara to chiru you ni
ano kaze ga tsuresatte yuku
matte matte boku no sakura

sakura no you na kimi deshita
haru no you na koi deshita
itsumademo tsuzuite yuku to
sonna ki ga shiteta
haze ga fuite chiru you ni
harahara to chiru you ni
ano kaze ga tsuresatte yuku
matte matte boku no sakura

rara rabu sakura...

English

Cherry blossoms...

You were like the cherry blossoms.
Our love was like the spring.
I felt like
it would last forever.

Like how they scatter when the wind blows,
like how they flutter down as they scatter...
The wind takes them away.
Flutter, flutter my cherry blossom.
(My cherry blossom.)
Cherry blossoms...

Our sudden meeting, the two of us in the classroom,
was just a bunch of meaningless words.
But I won't forget any of it.
I won't forget it for my whole life.

"They're beautiful because they scatter..."
But what have I, not knowing that, been able to do?

You were like the cherry blossoms.
Our love was like the spring.
I felt like
it would last forever.

Like how they scatter when the wind blows,
like how they flutter down as they scatter...
The wind takes them away.
Flutter, flutter my cherry blossom.
(My cherry blossom.)
Cherry blossoms...

I'm still unable to accept
your wordless "goodbye"
though I can't see you in front of me anymore.
Even the bits of yourself you left behind have broken into pieces.

"They're beautiful because they're transient..."
But since now's become so gray I don't want to hear that sort of thing.

You were like the cherry blossoms.
Our love was like the spring.
I felt like
it would last forever.

Like how they scatter when the wind blows,
like how they flutter down as they scatter...
The wind takes them away.
Flutter, flutter my cherry blossom.

You were like the cherry blossoms.
Our love was like the spring.
I felt like
it would last forever.

Like how they scatter when the wind blows,
like how they flutter down as they scatter...
The wind takes them away.
Flutter, flutter my cherry blossom.

La la, love cherry blossoms...

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