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From NicoNicoDouga. http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm14221108 MP3 download link http://nicosound.anyap.info/sound/sm1... 「MP3 を 抽出」←click Title:FLOWER TAIL Original KAITOver: • Видео Music&Lyric:yuukiss Illustration:うむ (Umu) Logo:sacrow Vocal:なむかり (Namukari) きー助 (Ki-suke) 足長おじさん (Ashinaga ojisan) shell nica Avatar Illustration:な~な(なむかり) ・白ネコ(きー助) ・銀雪(足長おじさん) ・コナコ(shell) ・ひなむぅ(nica) Translation:http://www.animelyrics.com/doujin/voc... ━English━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ (aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiyaiya) Entrusting my heels to the currents of reminiscence and oblivion, I go towards the bell chimes, but only end up collapsing to my knees. We're so close to each other that we can almost hear each other's blinks. Yet, before I know it, the curtain has been lowered, and only the withered applause remains resonating. When a strong-willed flowers, blooming in a wheel rut, subtly changes its expression in a split second, I exclaim in awe of the delicate elegance of its solitude, that I become at a loss, unable to bring myself to tread over it. (aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiyaiya) Welcoming dawns with morning dews, and then bidding to dusks farewell, the swift-footed time leaves behind nothing more than its footprints. I stand still on a stage, where the play has a vague summary and a fuzzy ending. Yet, once again, the curtain will be raised, and I will take someone's hand and start dancing. In an autumn dusk, on a road covered in dry leaves, I reminisce over the past days of our separation, but in order for that moment not to be swallowed by eternity, I, panting heavily, walk on. When a strong-willed flowers, blooming in a wheel rut, subtly changes its expression in a split second, I exclaim in awe of the delicate elegance of its solitude, that I become at a loss, unable to bring myself to tread over it. In an autumn dusk, on a road covered in dry leaves, I reminisce over the past days of our separation, but in order for that moment not to be swallowed by eternity, I, panting heavily, walk on, allured by that flower's tail feathers. (aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiya aiyaiyaiya aiyaiyaiya)