Romaji
Suki na eiga no you ni hito wa
Ikirarenai to shitte iru kara
Daremo koi ni ochiru tabi ni
Jibun dake no monogatari motome sugite shimau deshou
Me no mae fushigisou ni
Hohoemu kimi to boku wa
Chizu mo nai no ni meguriaeta
Sore wa ai to sotto shinjitai
Namida ni todoku kyori ni iru yo
Boku ni kimi wa kakegae no nai
Kono yo no shirushi
Chigau machi de umareta kara
Chigau hibi wo sugoshita futari
Keredo fui ni onaji uta wo
Kuchizusamu kiseki kasane
Onaji yume wo ima wa miru
Kasuka na mirai dakedo
Bokura ni niau to ii kedo
Netsu mo nai no ni hoho ga atsui
Subete no kaze boku wa kanjiru
Kimi no kanashimi nugueru hodo
Soba ni iru yo hanaretakunai
Kono yo no shirushi
Me no mae fushigisou ni
Hohoemu kimi to boku wa...
Chizu mo nai no ni meguriaeta
Sore wa ai to sotto shinjitai
Namida ni todoku kyori ni iru yo
Boku ni kimi wa kakegae no nai
Kono yo no shirushi
Chizu mo nai no ni tadoritsuita
Soko ni hana to kimi ga yurete ita
Tokubetsu ja nai koi dakeredo
Boku ni kimi wa kakegae no nai
Kono yo no shirushi |
English
I know people can’t live
Like their favourite movies
But every time I fall in love
I end up longing for my own private story
Before my eyes, so mysterious
Is you and me, smiling
We had no map, but still we met
I want to quietly believe that that means it’s love
I’m close enough to touch your tears
To me, you are irreplaceable
Proof of this world
We were born in different towns
So we spent our days in a different way
But we unconsciously start singing
The same song – another miracle
Now we are dreaming the same dream
Though our glimpse of the future is faint
Though we hope it suits us
I have no fever, yet my cheeks are hot
I feel every breeze
I’m by your side, close enough to wipe away your sadness
I don’t want to let go
Of my proof of this world
Before my eyes, so mysterious
Is you and me, smiling
We had no map, but still we met
I want to quietly believe that that means it’s love
I’m close enough to touch your tears
To me, you are irreplaceable
Proof of this world
We had no map, but still we met
You were there, swaying with the flowers
This may not be a special love
But to me, you are irreplaceable
Proof of this world |