https://ameblo.jp/hiro222726/ ブログの説明を入力します。 ja If close its eyes,
sound through the turn shining night sky
where was able to become earnestly for the first time
where you are of hundred million 1,000; a love song

Her companion of the great close friend
You who made delicious pasta
A domestic woman is me of the type
Love at first sight
I lose and am seriously running out of the great poor
Look, and it is pleasant it laughingly; work it out,
and is healed again by a kind smile, and love all over you

Be glad for joy
Skip out of character
"An enthusiast wants you to say"
The woman whom I nailed it to you who stared at the vague moon
and wanted to protect thought
Do a serious face for the first time
I hugged it tightly

If close its eyes; a star of hundred million 1,000
There is you who shine most
I was used earnestly for the first time 　
Sound through the night sky; a love song

I am much same as from that
You and I
Without calling the kind companion who watches it warmly in various ways
though it is said that acquaintance is bad by a strange nickname recently 　
Will you think that everybody is a stupid couple?
But your kind voice that I help with when I was always depressed

Surely well-matched two people 　
When even if I understand it together and overlap,
I do not reach an understanding 　
Keep shouting at selfishness
A pinball hall escape includes it 　
I smash it in time, and I calm a feeling,
and the makeup do not lasting long of the premium will go to apologize

The star which I love if I close my eyes 　
Though I shined that much
A cloud was able to be veiled now 　
I am not understanding why is it

I go to meet to meet…
To meet…
I go to meet…

The clouded moon which lights up Sakuranamiki
The scenery which a nobody side trip does not turn
into to return to the place of two people who met 　
It is two us to have changed
I intend to have seen it entirely 　
Though it is an invisible thing…

I in search of the collusion 　
You who find freshness
You for me 　
However, I for me
It is beaten in an evening wind of the spring 　
I am hit in a memory
Repeat a wound 　
I grasp the important thing which I was reminded of by you

I go to meet right now 　
I join by a hand and will walk
I never separate it 　
Even if I become the hand Yobo Yobo
The number of white hair quarrels and 　
Happiness only of the minute of the wrinkle
I feel it with two people and will live

LOVE SONG 　
I was alone already in the side that cannot live and thought
that it was natural
LOVE SONG 　
I already make you sad, and it is an older sister
I promised toward the sky
LOVE SONG 　
With the song which is poorness shit love
A stupid man will sing love
I listen throughout the life in the neighbor, and give it
LOVE SONG 　
It is how many degrees again and again, but

LOVE SONG…I will talk about anything
LOVE SONG…I will promise

If close its eyes; a star of hundred million 1,000 　
There is you who shine most
I was used earnestly for the first time 　
Sound through the night sky; a love song

If close its eyes; a star of hundred million 1,000 　
If you who shine most want it
The notice love song that I never forget at night that I hugged tightly



This is HIRO's English.
So I do not guarantee the accuracy.
Sorry… ]]> https://ameblo.jp/hiro222726/entry-10126767100.html Wed, 13 Aug 2008 10:06:42 +0900 Is it a beautiful finger?
I did not know it.

It is unbelievable to have been always in the neighbor.

Though I waited, and a so wonderful lady gave me.

Though I "confided any kind of trouble and" said so.

I intend to promise what I talk about,
a thing trying for without giving up the meaning of it
living together to lead two people almost that day
when I met for the first time again when time is.

Though it "might be a goal for you, it was a start for me"

Can say nothing to your eyes which I had tears in.
Because I still loved it….

It was slow to notice that you have had better never meet on a said day,
but at last has understood it.

Those days when I assumed troubles in the world alone,
my back and you who spoke it were harder than me.

It will tick it away in a heart without it forgetting a meaning
like air like water to lead two people almost that day
when I met for the first time again when time is
if there is not the love that it is natural.

I tell the end in short summer.

I hear only the sound of the wave.

I cannot suffer more than this anymore.

To a back quietly "good-bye"… ]]> https://ameblo.jp/hiro222726/entry-10106560711.html Sun, 15 Jun 2008 14:54:00 +0900