RONDO


RONDO
Vocals: ON/OFF
Lyrics: Hazama Mioko
Composition: Nakano Yuuta
Arrangement: h-wonder

The opening of one or two petals on the white rose
Colors our recollections from that day.
Illuminated by the peace, the night where flowers bloom
Is changing its colors sweetly and painfully.

Like pursuing the luminous thread, time flows into silence.
People who become lost on their short paths are born again.

Your smile dissolves the cloudiness in my heart.
How many pieces are woven like that dream?
Even if the present were to be split apart by the setting sun,
Our two fading shadows will keep overlapping.

Endlessly distant, boundlessly deep,
It is truly like destiny in our hands.
Grasping again and again; losing again and again—
Now finally we can meet one another.

Like how the sky longs for the earth
And how the flowers wait for rainfall,
The night is always in love with tomorrow.
Our hearts used to be united as one;
Was this what you wished so hard for?

Relieving ourselves from eternal sleep and meeting tonight,
Come now, let us dance our “Rondo”.

Like the moving of past days, the moon becomes tender and darkened.
Beyond my recollections, love still overflows.

If I can spend time with you one last time,
I wanna become your shadow and protect you.
Even if the wind blindly blows and should separate us,
Please don’t forget to have faith.

Ephemeral hesitation, drifting illusions,
It is truly like a spark gone astray.
While I was wandering,
I finally came across the place that will not change.

Like how darkness shrouds the sun
And how lies are crying sins,
The past and future are moving further away.
Walking around only to return here;
I’m certain that I chose this place.

Endlessly distant, boundlessly deep,
It is truly like destiny in our hands.
Grasping again and again; losing again and again—
Now finally we can meet one another.

Like how the sky longs for the earth
And how the flowers wait for rainfall,
The night is always in love with tomorrow.
Our hearts used to be united as one;
Was this what you wished so hard for?

When one or two petals on the white rose scatter over time,
Will we be colored by the tender morning?
Then, if I am born again as a flower in your heart,
Our love will exist for all eternity.

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