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Kuraki Mai Time After Time ~ Flower Dance Street ใ… ~

Japanese

Time After Time ~ Flower Dance Street ใ… ~ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใซใ‚ใใ‚Š Every day. R time is a miracle, the wind blows, the street blows, and the hand blows. Time ใฒใจใ‚Šใ… Street ใงใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹ใจใใฏ๐žฃ›ใชใƒใ‘ใ‚Œ ใƒใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ…ใพใ…ใจใฅใ Street (ใงใŸใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ… constraint) ใ•ใชใƒใฏใ‚‹ ใฎใ‰ ใ‚ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ Huayutang (ใฏใชใซ) Slow down (ใ‚†ใ‚‹) ใ‚„ใ‹ใช (ใ‹ใœ) and blow (ใตใ) ใพใกใงใใฃ. ใคใใ“ใ‚ใ•ใ‚’ (ใ—ใ‚‰ใš) ใฃใŸใƒใค ใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹ใจใใฏ๐žฃ›ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‰ใชใƒใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใใฎ. ใฏใฟใ‚“ใช) Loneliness (ใ“ใฉใ) Words (ใƒใ…ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ) ใ‡ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ… Constraint (ใ‚„ใใใ) ใ‡ใƒใ‚‰ใชใƒใƒใ ใ‚Œ) Time after time ~ On the street with falling flowers ~

Chinese lyrics

Version 1:

If I can meet you again, I will never let go of your hand and tell the palace of flowers that spring is over. The songs of memories are still waking up in my heart, and the miracle of meeting you at time after time is blowing slowly in that breeze. The street quietly walked hand in hand on the ramp, and I haven't forgotten the agreement until now. Your voice can be heard in the wind. The intersection of the maze is as clear as thin ice. The distant memory has made an oath. I don't know when the terrible injury will come back here. Meet again with a smile when the thin red season comes. Time after time walks alone in the petals. Although the streets are scattered, they can't be saved again, but the scenery is the same as before. I am still waiting for you with tears as on that day. The more precious the memories are, the more unforgettable they will be. Although people are lonely, people are always looking for someone who has been persistently pursuing all the illusory and fragile things. E if I meet you again in the street where the cherry blossoms are stained with pink, I don't want any more agreements. I just want to stay with you who is easily injured forever. I must accompany you this time.

Version 2:

If God lets us meet again, I will never let go of your hand again. In this hazy flower hall that announces the spring, the songs in my memory are slowly waking up in my chest. Gentle reverberation Time after time's meeting with you is a miracle. In the city where the breeze blows, I gently walked hand in hand through the long ramp. I still can't forget the agreement. Your voice came in the wind. The distant memory was as clear as ice, and I made a vow without fear of harm. One day we will meet again here with a smile in this pink season, Time af. Ter time is alone in the blooming city, even if the flowers fall and die irretrievably, it is still in this unchanging scenery, just like I was waiting for you in tears in the past. The petals dancing lightly calm the water surface, and the more I want to cherish it, the sadder it becomes. People say that they are lonely, but they can't stop looking for support. As a result, they only find the fragile illusory Time after time. If I can meet you again in the street at the beginning of red, I don't need to promise you that you are more likely to get hurt than anyone else. This time, I will always be with you.

Chinese cover lyrics

Version 1

If I can hold your hand tightly again, I won't let it slip through my fingers easily. Spring flowers and misty leaves will eventually swing in my heart, waiting for the promise I made. Ripple up the faint smile of the past. You are so beautiful. TIME AFTER TIME is here to watch the miracle of barter and star shift flying in the wind ~ The news quietly walks with your hand on the road of years, and you can't forget the agreement that you promised happily that day ~ ~ In the breeze, I vaguely recall the familiar voice and the cold ice crystal in my memory. Ying's heart, which has vowed never to hurt, once again avoids when it will meet again ~ ~ ~ The melody of gradual flowering in pink season hesitates and looks forward to the future infinitely ~~~ TIME AFTER TIME lets itself dance with the petals (scattered). At that time, I was sighing in the air ~ Things are right and people are wrong. Tears are overflowing with this beautiful scenery. No one cares about cherry blossoms. Take away my thoughts ~ ~ ~ The figure you are far away from in the wind gradually disappears in my vague sight, expecting to meet you again ~ ~ In the confusion, I am always looking for it helplessly. I have no courage to face loneliness and fear, but I can only sigh my heart. Break in this maze and walk slowly to find the distant light (song climax begins) TIME AFTER TIME meets you again, and the past comes to my mind in the flower-dancing block. This time, I will never give up hugging you hard, and I will always be with you in sakura rain ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ END < P > Version 2

The stone lantern is a lonely and caring parting sorrow, and the wind branches still wave to the cherry petals and promise. Lost in the endless street, swaying into a distant bell, the flowers that opened at that time only became crimson memorial in the past seven days, which made me cry with my face hidden. Time after time wanted to follow the footsteps of cherry blossoms and be framed into a wooden lattice window with you. The fate has gone wrong for centuries, and the steps have also crossed the wings that torii can't afford to fly and realize his wishes, like an elegant angel. It's so lonely to dance in front of the door collectively. Haiku can't vent the pain in the heart. The corner of this road reminds us of the first corridor where we met. We used to walk over, and the cherry petals fell like reincarnation. We are willing to accompany you to feel the illusion of falling snow in March. Time after time is going round and round, waiting for miracles to meet in the snowy flower season, leaving things to change or stars to stay. Living in a colorful past and offering a baby sacrifice, a doll and a koi fish street scene have nothing to do with me. I'm wandering looking for you. Thousands of tears can't stop being left behind in this noisy street. It only satisfies the moment when history turns. Happiness and hobbies are still struggling all your life. Do you know where you are? Are you still at the mercy of Time after time? Lingxi has gone through the fate of fate and is willing to hug you again. Maybe in the next flowering period, cherish the cherry blossoms and sigh.

Version 3

This time, my hands are no longer clenched by you. This time, tears slowly slide across my cheeks. This time, your smile no longer blooms at me. This time, become memories's lost petals will also witness you and me. Once in my dream, the little drops left the mark of love. time after time, your smile was silent under the rain of flowers. In the summer night, you and I embraced in the silver boat and touched the sweetness in the wind. You and I quietly fell asleep in the moonlight with a smile in the world of flowers. This time, my hand was no longer held by you. This time, tears slowly slid over my cheeks. This time, your smile was no longer right. When I bloom, this time I will also witness the lost petals in become memories, leaving the mark of love in my dreams. time after time, your smile is silent in my eyes under the rain of flowers. You and I embrace each other in a silver boat on a summer night, touching the sweetness in the wind. In the world of flowers, I quietly sleep in the moonlight with a smile, spinning my love under the full moon. Love is like petals turning, silver boat flashing and laughing, and my love will never change. This time, my hand is no longer held by you. This time, tears slowly slide over my cheeks. This time, your smile is no longer blooming for me. time after time, your smile is silent in your eyes under the rain. On the silver boat in the summer night, you and I embrace each other and touch the wind. Sweet you and I are in the world of flowers, laughing and quietly sleeping in the moonlight.

Version 4

Who remembers that for a moment, blood and tears splashed and flowers rang, and the world completely forgot who a cup of wine for forgetting worries was for. Looking forward to you, I can always record it in the book of three lives, listening to rain songs, enjoying clothes and caressing the golden harp, but I can't forget the sweet words of the river, but it's bitter and bitter. How can it be Time after time? There is no one in the world to congratulate you on falling red, half drunk, half washed with rouge, but you can't see the blooming. At that moment, you can see the sky overlooking the Yao platform in the forest. Who provoked the laughter of the world of mortals and rushed to the military? Who can hate the tears without a trace? The ends of the earth are vows of eternal love, heartbroken sounds at night, drunk bells and frosted tiles in spring, and and yet no beloved spirit ever visited his dreams is cold Time after time, the red beans have never met, and the Tianhe River has misplaced its gills and played in a thin and thin way. Looking through the autumn water, it is nowhere to complain about acacia. How do you know that there is no dispute in the paradise? Smile and be reluctant to part with the beautiful scenery. What is eternal? If the leaves are withered and the flowers are cold tomorrow, the autumn rain will be deeply loved. Sighing that the past is over, why bother to remember that the willows are like fog or laughing in white clothes in a foggy dream? Do you know that you think about a thousand words every night? You don't cry and fall on the moon. It's already silent. Time after time, how can you forget each other? It's too late for people to leave the wind and rain. I've been crying for a long time, and I'm disappointed. Counting Pu Wei's silk broke the red line for nine days, and I didn't care to tie the blood dripping and galloped forward. Searching and searching

Version 5

I wish I could touch your familiar face again, and I will never let go of your warm hand and say goodbye. Tell this spring that leaves with the fallen petals and that morning mist flowers a song of the past swirling in the depths of my heart, and the familiar melody is still so beautiful. Meeting you at time after time is a miracle in my life, where there is a gentle breeze. Holding hands quietly in the slowly blowing streets and lanes, your memory waiting for you under the cherry tree in the rain is an agreement I have never forgotten. I vaguely heard your firm voice in the cold wind, and your gentle words sounded in my ears when I was depressed. I didn't forget to say that I would wait for your determination with a smile.