Romaji Title: shiki no uta
Kanji Title: 四季ノ唄
English Title: The Song of the Seasons
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Lyrics & Music : MINMI
| 作詞・作曲：MINMI
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This was the ending theme to anime "Samurai Champloo".
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When the night turns to dawn, it's goodbye again
My dreams are far off illusions
When I'm held inside of the light
That followed you, I depend on the warm wind
The wild plants begin to dance, and tell of spring
The Uji see spring, and the arabesque fields dry up
I climbed the autumn moon, a celebration in a perfect circle
Winter passes again, and I count the days
The summer from back then is still on the other side of my eyelids
The blue sky was too far away (it was warm)
Picking flowers and singing, hand in hand
Memories of any time (randomly)
From August to March, the moon entwined in the clouds
When I woke up to a day I can't return to
I noticed I was alone
I set out on a trip searching for you
And now I wake up, in my memories
Now I begin to walk, to where you are
When the night turns to dawn, it's goodbye again
My dreams are far off illusions
When I'm held inside of the light
That followed you, I depend on the warm wind
The wild plants begin to dance, and tell of spring
The Uji see spring, and the arabesque fields dry up
I climbed the autumn moon, a celebration in a perfect circle
Winter passes again, and I count the days
Leaning in the sun, with you
I saw the smell of flowers in you, a momento
If these paths are connected, I'm going to get turned around again
The flowing tears stop, hot tears
A tailwind cries out
Breaking the silence
I move on, not scared of anything
I carry gold flowers
I go to meet you once again, tenderly
Now, breaking the silence
I move on, not scared of anything
I carry gold flowers
I go to meet you once again, tenderly
The wild plants begin to dance, and tell of spring
The Uji see spring, and the arabesque fields dry up
I climbed the autumn moon, a celebration in a perfect circle
Winter passes again, and I count the days
The wild plants begin to dance, and tell of spring
The Uji see spring, and the arabesque fields dry up
I climbed the autumn moon, a celebration in a perfect circle
Winter passes again, and I count the days
When the night turns to dawn, it's goodbye again
My dreams are far off illusions
When I'm held inside of the light
That followed you, I depend on the warm wind
