Aint afraid to die
Aint afraid to die
Lyrics: Kyo Music: Dir en grey
The road we walked back then is gone
but I still walk along it anyway.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
when I remembered our unyielding promise
from last year's last day of snow, it began to melt,
and spill from my hands.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
As I remember you watching the snow from the window all alone,
I recall you through the window and give you one last kiss...
please, smile, stop your crying now...
I'm always watching you from here.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
All over the city quietly colored white by the light,
the last seasonal color you saw.
you shed tears, reality is cruel isn't it?
the last seasonal color you saw.
The colors of you have finally disappeared with the four seasons
the snow melts and flowers bloom on the street.
the "shades" you saw are melting.
the last day of snow this year
(one flower in the street, when I looked up to the sky,
the final snow was pouring from the palm of my hands)
Lyrics: Kyo Music: Dir en grey
The road we walked back then is gone
but I still walk along it anyway.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
when I remembered our unyielding promise
from last year's last day of snow, it began to melt,
and spill from my hands.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
As I remember you watching the snow from the window all alone,
I recall you through the window and give you one last kiss...
please, smile, stop your crying now...
I'm always watching you from here.
The snow quietly falls on the gentle slope,
now I put your favorite flower in your room
eventhough I know it will never reach you.
All over the city quietly colored white by the light,
the last seasonal color you saw.
you shed tears, reality is cruel isn't it?
the last seasonal color you saw.
The colors of you have finally disappeared with the four seasons
the snow melts and flowers bloom on the street.
the "shades" you saw are melting.
the last day of snow this year
(one flower in the street, when I looked up to the sky,
the final snow was pouring from the palm of my hands)