Wild Arms 2 - The One I Want to See Most
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Alternative Title: |
Ichiban Aitai Hito (Japanese Title) |
Composition: |
Michiko Naruke |
Arrangement: |
Michiko Naruke |
Lyrics: |
Michiko Naruke |
Vocals: |
Kaori Asou |
Lyrics - Original Japanese Version
Atarashii asa ha kinou to chigau noni
Itsumo to onaji yuuhi ga shizumu
Kurikaeshi no naka
Kikoenai you ni
Koe ni naranai you ni
Iki wo hisomete me wo tojita mama
Kuchibiru kande tsubuyaku
Ichiban aitai hito ga saigo ni sotto kureta kotoba
Isogashii toki no naka
Kiete shimawanai you ni nando mo
Nagai nagai kono tabiji ha ano kumo no mukou made tsudzuku
Dakedo mou sugu kaerimichi nanda
Mada te ha hanasanai
Nemurenai yoru ni tsumuida tsukuribanashi ha
Owari ni itsumo komatta you na
Sono egao ga ukabunda
Ichiban aitai hito ga sukoshizutsu tooku natte yuku
Natsukashii ano machi de
Matte ite kureru darou ka itsumade?
Donna ni hiroi sekai de mo
Kono sora ha tsunagatte iru kara
Hoho wo utsu kono kaze mo
Kitto kimi no soba ni itanda
Ichiban aitai hito ga saigo ni sotto kureta kotoba
Katachi ni ha dekinai kedo
Kou yondemo ii no ka na kizuna to
Onaji yuuhi ga shizumu kanata namae suranai touge no saki
Komuri ga yakeru kemuri no katawara ni kimi ga tatazumu
Ano hi no mama de
Lyrics - English Translation
Though the new morning is different from yesterday
The same setting sun as usual will sink
Within the repeats
As if I can't hear it
As if I will not voice it
Because I concealed my breath and shut my eyes
I bite my lip and murmur
The words that the person I want to see most secretly gave me in the end
May I not disappear
During the times when I'm busy, several times over
This long, long journey will be continued beyond that cloud
But right away it's the return trip
I still haven't let go of your hand
That sort of smiling face, like one
Always troubled in a sleepless night
By a spun-up fiction emerged
The person I want to see most is getting further away little by little
I wonder how long
I will wait for him at that nostalgic town?
No matter how wide a world we're in
Because we are connected by this sky
This wind that strikes my cheek
Was surely also near you
The words that the person I want to see most secretly gave me in the end
Cannot be given form, but
I wonder if I should call them bonds like so
Over yonder where the same setting sun sinks, in front of the pass with no name printed
You linger near the smoke of roasting wheat
As you did on that day
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