????????? rain – luna sea

???? : rain

?????? : luna sea

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shinai naru KIMI e…

ryouashi wa suna ni torarete ugokenai

sora wa tooku takaku ate mo naku kumo wa nagareteiku daremo inai

kaze no uta ga kikoeru taiyousae urunda boku wo tsutsundekureru yasashiku

KIMI ni fuku sono kazemo kitto onaji sa

uchiyoseru nami wa nani o tsutaeru tame? KIMI no kotoba na no?

genjitsu ni yaburete wakaranai dakedo shiritai tsutsundehoshii yasashiku

KIMI ga shiru sabishisamo kitto onajisa

Take to heart KIMI dake wo Take to heart itsumademo

Take to heart atsuku mabuta wo kasanete

Take to heart KIMI dake wo Take to heart matteiru

Take to heart suna ni umoretemo kamawanai

KIMI ga kuru kono basho de boku wa umareru

ima made subete wasurete shimaudarou kuchizuketa ato

Take to heart yume nanoka Take to heart uso darou

Take to heart mada minu KIMI wa maborishii

Take to heart sora ga ima Take to heart nakidashita

Take to heart mada minu tenshi no KIMI yo

Rainy day KIMI dake wo… Rainy day itsumademo

Rainy day atsuku mabuta wo kasanete

Rainy day KIMI dake wo… Rainy day itsumadem?o

Rainy day atsuku mabuta wo kasanete

English Translation

Sad little boy of the street

Hands of a thief

With the mind of a dreamer

Dodging the puddles with feet

Of a torero in an Arena

Sings an old Andalucian song

Dancing along

Using his dirty red coat as a cape

Rain thundering down

Sounds like the applause from

Hundreds of people

He feels free as the wind

Free as the swifts

Around the cathedral

Kneels to acknowledge his fame

Forgets all his pain

Little Toreador in the Rain

Bathed in a Rainbow of Pink

Purple and Blue outside La Molina

The pavement reflecting the neon

Lights this Torero in his arena

He looks down at his clothes

Imagining those

Worn of sequin, Gold and Brocade

He kneels and kisses the beast

Fearing the least

Knowing death will not find him

But maybe one day he will face

The Horns of the Devil

His childhood behind him

Brave young man from the streets

No more a thief

No longer a dreamer

Stands in front of the Beast

A golden Torero in an Arena

It starts to thunder and rain

Remembering that day

He danced like a fool on the wing of a dream

Sand turning to mud

Soon where his blood will splatter and mingle

Free, Free as an Angel

Up with the swifts

Around the cathedral

Never to be seen again

Dreams all in vain

There lies the Toreador in the rain

Little Toreador in the rain

Little Toreador in the rain

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