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Flavor of life

「ありがとう」と君に言われるとなんだか切ない
「さようなら」の後もと解けぬ魔法淡くほろ苦い
The Flavor Of Life
 
友達でも恋人でもない中間地点で  
収穫の日を夢見ている青いフルーツ
あと一歩が踏み出せないせいで
じれったいのなんのって Baby
「ありがとう」と君に言われるとなんだか切ない
「さようなら」の後も解けぬ魔法淡くほろ苦い
The Flavor Of Life
 
甘いだけの誘い文句 味気のないトーク
そんなものには興味をそそられない
思い通りに行かない時だって
人生捨てたもんじゃないって
 
「どうしたの?」と急に聞かれると「ううん、なんでもない」
「さようなら」の後に消える笑顔 私らしくない
信じたいと願えば願うほど なんだか切ない
「愛してるよ」よりも「大好き」のほうが君らしいんじゃない?
The Flavor Of Life
 
忘れかけていた人の香りを 突然思い出す頃
降り積もる雪の白さを もっと素直に喜びたいよ
 
ダイヤモンドよりも やわらかくて温かな未来 手にしたいよ
限りある時間を 君と過ごしたい
 
「ありがとう」と君に言われるとなんだか切ない
「さようなら」の後もとけぬ魔法淡くほろ苦い
The Flavor Of Life
 
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The Flavor of Life

When you thank me,
It somehow seems painful
And that enduring magic that comes after saying goodbye
Leaves a faint taste of the bittersweet.
This must be the flavour of life.
 
The space where we are neither friends nor lovers
Makes me feel like an unripe fruit dreaming to be harvested.
 
The way we are is aggravating, baby,
As we never seem to make any progress.
 
This is why thanking me
Seems to somewhat hurt
And yet the magic that comes after we say goodbye
Leaves traces of the bittersweet.
That is the flavour of life.
 
With only sugar-coated words and phrases,
Talking seems to have lost its taste.
I just don’t find such things intriguing.
 
Just because everything is falling apart,
Doesn’t make our lives any more dispensable.
 
Asking me “What’s the matter?” all of a sudden
Can only elicit the response, “Nothing, nothing at all.”
Yet, when the smile fades away after we have parted,
I don’t seem myself.
 
Wanting to believe and hoping for hope
Seems to somehow amplify the pain.
“I really like you” is better than “I love you”,
That’s more like you, isn’t it?
Such is the flavour of life.
 
Suddenly remembering the smell of the person you had almost put behind
Invites a joy that is more innocent than the white of fresh snow.
 
Devotion means more than diamonds.
I want a warm future in my hands
And in the limited time that is my life, I hope to share it with you.
 
Still, when you thank me,
It seems somewhat painful
And the magic that comes after we say goodbye
Leaves traces of the bittersweet.
This is the flavour of life.
 
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