YUKI Dramatic Lyrics

nakushita yakusoke wa hoshi ni
omoide wa tokenai

yotsuba no KURO-BA- sagashinagara kimi no kao
chirari nusumimite wa me wo sorasu
are kara dore kurai yoru wo koeta no?
nigate na koko kara nigeteru no?
f__u wo kigaete mado no soto wo mite miyou
shinkokyuu s___e mieru keshiki wa chigau hazu da wa

kowareta taisetsu na mono to
itsuka mata aeru hi ga kuru kashira
nokoshita kizuato ga kienai
sorezore no basho made
mou ikanakuccha

POPURA namiki dasenai mama no RAVURETA-
nando mo te wo furikaeshita wakaregiwa
osanai koro omoiegaiteta subete wa
kanaerareta ka no you ni mieta noni
yasashii ame wa furu watashi-tachi no ue ni
surechigau hito no kazu dake
DORAMACHIKKU ni naru no

nakushita yakusoku wa hoshi ni
omoide wa tokenaide soba ni aru
ima kokoro wa kiyoku hikaru namida de mienaku naru
sasayaka na nagareboshi wo hitotsubu
tenohira ni ageru kara

kowareta taisetsu na mono to
itsuka mata aeru hi ga kuru kashira
nokoshita kuchidzuke wa kienai
sorezore no basho made
mou ikanakuccha

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Although past promise has become the star, the memory will never be lost.

While searching for the four-leaf clover,
I stole a glance at your face, but my sight turned away immediately...
Since then, just how many nights have passed?
Will I just run away from this place that I hate?
I change my dress, and take a look at the outside of the window.
If I take a deep breath, the scenery shall appears to be different.
With the precious thing broken,
can we still be reunited again someday?
The remaining scar won't vanish,
yet we have to go to
our own separated place.

Between the poplar trees, the feelings in this love letter
has always been returned in the verge of farewell.
All of my childhood wishes,
do they need to be granted to be remembered?
The gentle rain falls above us.
Only for the people who miss each other,
it will be dramatic
Although past promise has become the star,
the memory will never be lost, it'll stay by my side.
Now, my heart is hidden in the pure shining tears.
If only the tip of the modest shooting star is so small,
then I'll hold it within my palm.

With the precious thing broken,
can we still be reunited again someday?
The taste of your kiss won't vanish,
yet we have to go to
our own separated place.