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♫ Kasou Nombre de messages : 427 Date d'inscription : 04/02/2007

guururi guururi uzumaki kumo no shita
guururi guururi rasen wo odoru
kara kata kata kara kata kata katari
kara kata kata kara kata kata katari
nejireru oto ga koyoi mo hibiku

guururi guururi watashi wo kakomu
guururi guururi nani shite asobu
kara kata kata kara kata kata katari
kara kata kata kara kata kata katari
nejireru oto midare midare rara

te to te wo torikaramasete egaku
midara madara nando me ga anata?
seseraserasera naze yue warau?
kazoe uta wa nari yamanu

odorasareteru no wa watashi no hou ne
kakimidasareru bakari itai
iki ga tsumaru you ni fukaku kurushii
kurikaesu ayatori nani mo nokorazu
kasaneta kuchibiru kara koboredasu
kamiawanu toiki ni kidzuite...
yukuya no karakuri na mo shiranu hito
sarasareta kizu shitataru hiaijou

motomeru nani ka no tame ni mata nani ka wo ushinau no wa
kowaku taegatai

itai itai.... sou anata ja nai
itai itai... mada anata ja nai

traduction en anglais :

Round and round, beneath a spinning cloud
Round and round, I dance a spiral
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
The spiraling sound echoes tonight as well

Round and round, it surrounds me
Round and round, what do you want to play?
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
The spiraling sound is distorted and swayed, lala

Entangling my hands, I paint a picture
Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?
Seseraserasera, why do you laugh at me?
The songs being counted will not stop crying

I'm the one being made to dance
Always being brought out of control - it hurts
Like my breath getting stuck, it's hard to breathe
There's nothing left of the repeating "ayatori"

It pours out from the lips that lay on top of each other,
Recognizing the breaths that don't match
The night of death's prank, a person whose name isn't even known
The exposed wound, dripping sad affection

Round and round, it surrounds me
Round and round, what do you want to play?
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
Karakatakatakara katakatakatari
The spiraling sound is distorted and swayed, lala

Entangling my hands, I paint a picture
Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?
Sesera serasera, why do you laugh at me?
The songs being counted will not stop crying

Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?
Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?
Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?
Out of the "distorted spots", which one is "you"?

To lose something again for the sake of something you have
Is fearful, unbearable

I'm the one being made to dance
Always being brought out of control - it hurts
Like my breath getting stuck, it's hard to breathe
There's nothing left of the repeating "ayatori"

It pours out from the lips that lay on top of each other,
Recognizing the breaths that don't match
The night of death's prank, a person whose name isn't even known
The exposed wound, dripping sad affection

It hurts....yes, it's not "you"
It hurts....it's not "you" yet