Текст песни hide with Spread Beaver - HURRY GO ROUND

Kuruisaku kisetsu ga
Tomedonaku afureru
Mata itsuka to onaji
Kurikaesu tawamure

Tsuta no hahisoyaka ni
Ne wo hirogeta koro ni
Me ni utsuru keshiki wa
Oto mo naku sugisaru

Dokoka kanata wo mezashi
Sugita kioku ashige ni
Kanashii wake jya naku
Demo ureshiku mo nai

Tsuka no ma ni imi nado
Shiriuru sube mo naku
Tada azayakasa dake
Kinou ni kakenuketa

Marude mawaru Merry-go-round
Itami wasure meguriyuku
Mada tadoritsuku basho
Miatarazu susumu

Tada tatoereba
Minoru kajitsu no kaguwashiku mabayui kaori mo
Hitotsu kisetsu irodori
Sotto kare ochitatote

Tsuta wa karamari mi wa kuchihatete
Omoide no kakera tsuchi ni kaeri
Mata hana tonaru deshou
Like a merry-go-round & amp; round
Mata haru ni aimashou

Ano hi mienakatta mederubeki hanatachi
Ima hidamari no naka kubikashige
Sore demo yasashiku hohoendeiru

Mawaru mawaru
Komakire no kioku no oku de mabataku
Namida mo ame mo sunani nomikomarete

Isogi maware kudakete mo
Hakanaku chiru ga yueni mo
Ima wo matazuni
Maware Hurry merry-go-round
Iki oborete mo
Mata haru ni aimashou
Haru ni aimashou
Haru ni aimashou

Days when the flowers bloom
irrevocably go
And this game every year
Repeated again and again

And when the willow
Sprouted roots in the ground
What I saw with my own eyes
Disappeared without a sound

I went away
Putting away the memories
I can not say that I regret about something
And I can not say that he was happy

I was given too little time
I had to find their own answers
But the colors around
Faded , going into yesterday

All whirl as carousel
Whirlwind , free from pain
And I 'm
And still do not know - where

Give me feel
As the aroma of ripe fruit
disappears
Existing only one season

Interwoven willow branches
The flesh will rot sooner or later
And pieces of memories come back to the land
Where the flowers grow
And again begin to spin like a carousel
And we will meet that spring

Flowers that were so loved by me
And that I have not seen
Again reach for the sun
With a gentle smile

And again rotates
Occasionally surfacing in scraps of memories
And tears and raindrops disappear in the sand

All rotated again and again
Even if you are defeated
Even if you do nothing you lose petals
All continues to rotate
Without waiting for when it's the future
And if you swallow life
We will meet that spring
We will meet in the spring
We will meet in the spring