Текст и слова песни Miyavi – Tome To Jurii (English)
A big stupid fool, to a small little shrimp that loves to tease.
J: "Sorry I always tease you... I'll give you my favorite pieace of cheese which I've kept secretly from my mama, so won't you forgive me, maybe... ?"
Hey, ready or not, here I come... now, come out
The one who's it is called "this way to my "stomach""
Are you ready? No, not yet
You're hiding your head but I can still see your tail
Hide - and - seek in my remembrance.
We always go all out on each other, always fighting, but
Next time, if you get better, then I wouldn't pick on you any more.
I'm always so embarassing so I don't say these things but,
I, if you're troubled by something, I'll absolutely protect you.
So...
T: "If I give you my favorite piece of garbage that I've hidden secretly from my papa, would you get better soon... ?"
A view of life as something transient and empty.
Always only joking, being shy and mischievous
Chasing after the "memories" inside my head
Dancing, frolicking, bowing
And then playing together along with "tears."
Hide - and - seek in my remembrance
We can do it again sometime, we can, can't we?
Tag and hide-and-go-seek and house, let's play them all.
Let's play a whole bunch, a whole bunch
So...
J: "Sorry I always tease you... I'll give you my favorite pieace of cheese which I've kept secretly from my mama, so won't you forgive me, maybe... ?"
Hey, ready or not, here I come... now, come out
The one who's it is called "this way to my "stomach""
Are you ready? No, not yet
You're hiding your head but I can still see your tail
Hide - and - seek in my remembrance.
We always go all out on each other, always fighting, but
Next time, if you get better, then I wouldn't pick on you any more.
I'm always so embarassing so I don't say these things but,
I, if you're troubled by something, I'll absolutely protect you.
So...
T: "If I give you my favorite piece of garbage that I've hidden secretly from my papa, would you get better soon... ?"
A view of life as something transient and empty.
Always only joking, being shy and mischievous
Chasing after the "memories" inside my head
Dancing, frolicking, bowing
And then playing together along with "tears."
Hide - and - seek in my remembrance
We can do it again sometime, we can, can't we?
Tag and hide-and-go-seek and house, let's play them all.
Let's play a whole bunch, a whole bunch
So...
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