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Tuesday, July 5, 2005
Ceres Opening Song : Scarlet
These are the lyrics for it:
Japanese
Haruka na hoshizora ni yume wa mada miemasu ka?
Osanai ano hi you ni azayaka desu ka?
Mune ni afurete tsunoro omoi
Numuri wasurete jonetsu no iro
Dato eto okute mo kitto tadori tsukeru tsuyoku shinjiteta
Ano hino watashi ga ima wa kokoro de nemute iru
Karasu no banaa yori mo hakanakute moroi no ni
Yume miru koto wa naze sadame na no deshou
Futatsu no yume ga ai ni natte
Ai ni narenai kotomo atte
Hito wa hitori dato wakari aitai no ni nante muzukashii
Kotoba wa muryoku de toki ni wa gin no nai furi naru
(Instrumental Break)
Hito wa hitori dato wakari aitai no ni nante muzukashii
Kotoba wa muryoku de toki ni wa gin no nai furi...
Dato eto okute mo kitto tadori tsukeru tsuyoku shinjiteta
Ano hi no watashi ga ima wa kokoro de nemute iru.
Translation
Can you still see your dreams in the distant, starry sky?
Are they more vivid than they were when you were little?
When one forgets to put the emotions that overflow in her heart to rest,
they burn the color of passion.
I used to believe without a doubt that I could reach my dreams,
no matter how far off they were.
But that me from long ago now sleeps inside my heart.
Dreams are more fragile and fleeting than a glass rose,
so why then are we destined to dream?
Two dreams become love, but there are also times when they can't become love.
Even when they're alone, people want to share their feelings, but it can be so hard.
Words are powerless to express one's feelings,
and sometimes they become a silver knife.
(Instrumental Break)
Even when they're alone, people want to share their feelings, but it can be so hard.
Words are powerless to express one's feelings,
and sometimes they become a silver knife.
I used to believe without a doubt that I could reach my dreams,
no matter how far off they were.
But that me from long ago now sleeps inside my heart.
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