Heaven's Kitchen
| wakakari shi hi o omou
archaic smile roujin wa nani o satoru no ka togatta jinsei wa tsurai no ka keiken to iu mono o subete hohoemi no kate to suru no ka nigai omoide wa shouka suru no ka Oh... how can you smile? Where does that smile come from? Oh... how can you smile? Tell me how to smile. shinayaka ni kakareta kotoba no otoshiana ni kidzuku ni wa mada wakasugiru yo na tooi yo na machinaka de denshoku ni kuru matte shuuchishin fukitobashite mitai hohoemu tame ni... dare ga tame ni? Oh... how can you smile? Where does that smile come from? Oh... how can you smile? Tell me how to smile... smile... itsu no hi ka tasogarete utsukushiku mieru no ka haiiro no toshi ni natte bara-iro ni hohoemetara ii kedo Oh... how can you smile? Where does that smile come from? Oh... how can you smile? Tell me how to smile. Oh... how can you smile? Where does that smile come from? Oh... how can you smile? Tell me how to smile... smile... |
I think of youthful days, archaic smile What do old people understand? Is a life tapering off hard? All of the things called ‘experience’ Do they provide smile food? Do bitter memories get sublimated? I haven’t yet noticed the trap in words written flexibly I’m too young; it’s far away Wrapped up in illuminations downtown, seems I can just brush off my shyness For the sake of smiling... for whose sake? One of these days, will dusk falling look lovely? As we turn a grey age despite wanting to give a rose-colored smile |
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