GOMEN NE WATASHI END FAIRY TAIL

Koori hajiitara Chiisana aozora ni
Mukigen na kao Nozoki konda no
Ware nagara hatto shite Shisen wo sora shita
Nee Kimi wa ima Doushiteru no?
Mada maniau? Sore tomo osoi?
Honto wa mada kimagure nanka janai
“Gomen ne” tte itsu kara konna ni muzukashii kotoba ni nacchatta ndarou
Gurasu no manatsu ga toketeku
“Gomen ne” itsu kara konna ni tomadou futari ni nacchata ndarou
Iitai no ni Ienai
Itsudemo Kimi to itai no ni
Gomen ne, watashi.
Chikadzuku hodo ni Hanareteiku mitai
Tameiki ga sotto Sōda ni kieteku
Yakusoku wa itsumo Watashi wo karakatte
Hāto no naka wo Nuritsubusu yo
Mada maniau? Sore tomo osoi?
Honto wa mada tsuyoki na furi wo shiteru
“Gomen ne” tte itsu kara konna ni muzukashii kotoba ni nacchata ndarou
Gurasu no manatsu ga yonderu
“Gomen ne” itsu kara konna ni tomadou futari ni nacchata ndarou
Iitai no ni Ienai
Itsudemo Warawasetai no ni
Gomen ne, watashi.
Sunahama ni nokoru
Ashiato-tachi tadotte yuku
Kinou no watashi ni mou ichido
Aetara kitto kouiu wa
“Baka ne”
“Gomen ne” tte itsu kara konna ni muzukashii kotoba ni nacchatta ndarou
Gurasu no manatsu tokenai de…
“Gomen ne” kimi ga warau tabi sekai wa umare kawaru ndarou
Gurasu no manatsu nomihoseba
“Gomen ne” doushite konna ni muzukashii kotoba ni nacchatta ndarou
Iitai no ni Ienai
Nee kimi wo Warawasetai no ni
Mattete Warawasete miseru
Gomen ne, watashi.
Gomen ne, watashi.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION
When the ice became ashamed from the little blue sky,
I looked into a pouting face.
I still got surprised when I glanced into your eyes.
Hey, what are you doing right now?

Is it enough? Or am I too late?
I’m really still not whimsy somewhat.

“Sorry” somehow became so difficult to say from then on.
The grassy midsummer is going to melt.

“Sorry”. Two people somehow became so perplexed from then on.
I want to say it, but I can’t.
Though it hurts whenever you’re with me.
Sorry, for being me.

Approaching you is like going to be separated from you.
I make a sigh softly vanish into a soda.
Promises were always jokes on me.
My heart is crushed with plaster.

Is it enough? Or am I too late?
I’m really still putting on a strong pretense.

“Sorry” somehow became so difficult to say from then on.
The grassy midsummer is calling.

“Sorry”. Two people somehow became so perplexed from then on.
I want to say it, but I can’t.
Though whenever I wanted to smile
Sorry, for being me.

All that is left in the sandy beach
Is a trail of footsteps.
To yesterday’s me,
If we’ll meet again, there’s no doubt about it.

“Stupid.”

“Sorry” somehow became so difficult to say from then on.
The grassy midsummer is not melting…

“Sorry”. Whenever you smile, the world is somehow reborn from a change.
If the grassy midsummer would drain up.

“Sorry”. Why did it somehow became so difficult to say?
I want to say it, but I can’t.
Hey, I want to make you smile, though.
Wait for me, I will make you smile.

Sorry, for being me.
Sorry, for being me.