小さな歴史の詩 (Chiisa na Rekishi no Uta)

Album: アイ・オー [I/O]
Track # 9
English translation of the title: poem about a little bit of history

Description: 
Vocal: atsuko
Lyrics: atsuko [bad word]  atsuko & KATSU
Arrangement: KATSU

Original / Romaji Lyrics:

ame wa   sukoshi zutsu kisetsu kaete
kigi wa akaku somatte iku yo
mata ichi nen   anata to [bad word] kita n da naa nante
omoi ni [bad word] yo

okubyou na wari ni mubou na atashi wo
itsumo sasaete kurete arigatou
awatadashii sekai ni futari dake wa nagasarenu you ni
te wo tsunai de ikou

meguriaeta kono kiseki wo   yorokobi wakachi [bad word] jikan wo
mune no oku ni kizamikon de ikou
sore wa kakegae no nai mono
anata wa kiduite [bad word] no ka naa ?
naname miagetara   me ga atte waratta   sore de ii

mirai   bonyari egaita souzou
sore wa kitto ' ima ' no enchousen
futari de tsumikasaneta   chiisa na rekishi wo dakishimete
mata [bad word] e mukau

tooku de [bad word] suzu no oto mata kyou to yuu hi ga owatte ku ne
 [bad word] no nioi   sukoshi hadasamui
yume no naka e tabidatte mo
moshi [bad word] [bad word] kamo... nante
tonari ni [bad word] anata ni kisu wo [bad word] good night

meguriaeta kono kiseki wo   yorokobi wakachi [bad word] jikan wo
mune no oku ni kizamikon de ikou
sore wa kakegae no nai mono
anata wa kiduite [bad word] no ka naa ?
naname miagetara   me ga atte waratta   sore de ii

English Translation:

The rain is changing the season, little by little,
The trees are [bad word] dyed crimson
That’s one more entire year I’ve spent with you
I’m going to indulge in those memories

Despite my cowardice, I was pretty reckless,
but you were always there, supporting me - thank you
So that we’re not swept up in this hurried and confused world,
Let’s go on together, hand in hand

This miracle of our chance meeting; the times of joy we’re able to share
Let’s engrave it all upon our hearts
None of these memories can ever be replaced,
I wonder… are you aware of that?
If, gazing off into the distance, our eyes met, and you smiled, that would be enough

The future… a faintly drawn guess,
Surely it must be an extension of “the now”
Together, let’s embrace the little bit of history we’ve built up,
And continue, heading towards tomorrow

The distant ringing of that bell signifies the end of another “today”
The scent of the night… feels a little cold against my skin
I’m setting of to the world of dreams, but
there’s a slight possibility we may meet even there
I turn to you and give you a kiss good night

This miracle of our chance meeting; the times of joy we’re able to share
Let’s engrave it all upon our hearts
None of these memories can ever be replaced,
I wonder… are you aware of that?
If, gazing off into the distance, our eyes met, and you smiled, that would be enough