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Japanese
Shiroi kabe to Rembrandt
Itsumade mo nagamete ita
Nichiyou no asa kimi to tada narandeta
Hiraita mado kara sashikomu hikari ga hora, soko ni
Futo omoidashita you ni call my name
Nani mo nai toki wo issho ni sugoseru
Nante zeitaku na sonzai
CHIIPU na gansaku wo atsumete mite
Ichimai zutsu shuugawari ni shite
Kodoku ni naru koto ga kowai kuse ni
Hitori ga ichiban ochitsuite ita
Sonna otagai no kokoron naka
Atarimae no you ni sonzai shite ita ne
Yobinareta namae nando mo
Futari shika inai heya de
Chanto yonde kureru
Tada sonna koto ga
Atatakaku hibiku nani yori mo amaku be aware
Mienai kimochi shinjite shimaisou
Shirokujichuu kimi no koto bakari wo
Kangaeteru wake mo naku
Sorenari ni hibi wa tanoshii kedo
Nakushitakunai mono wa hitotsu
Hitotsu no kotae ni atarashii toi
Sono gimon ni mata tsugi no kotae
Itsumade tatte mo SUTAATO jiten de
Ugokenai mitai na osoi ayumi de
Kimi to aruite yuku hibi ni
Guuzen kasane tsuzukete unmei no wa ni shiteku
Sonna IMEEJI wo egaite yuku yo
Yurenagara samenaide
Kawaranai koe de please call my name
Futo omoidashita you ni call my name
Mienai kimochi shinjite shimaisou
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English
Those white walls and the Rembrandt
I had stared at them for so long
Just side-by-side with you on a Sunday morning
The light shining in from the opened window
As if you suddenly remembered it, call my name
Being able to spend time together when we have nothing
Such a luxurious existance
Collecting cheap imitations
And rotating them with each passing week
Even though we're afraid of being lonely
We each feel most at ease when we're alone
Such as it is in both of our hearts
It was only natural we should exist like that
Calling a familiar name countlessly
In a room with just the two of us
You'll make sure to call me
It's just that with such things
Echo warmly, and I'm more sweetly aware
I think I might start trusting invisible emotions
Though it's not that I'm thinking of you
Twenty-four hours a day
And though the way we spend our days is fun
There's something I don't want to lose
A single answer brings a new question
And to that question, yet another answer
After so long, we're still at the starting point
At a slow stroll, as if we're not even moving
The days I spent walking with you
Started to add up, becoming a circle of fate
I'm picturing just such an image
Don't wake me up as you rock me
With an unchanging voice, please call my name
As if you suddenly remembered it, call my name
I think I might start trusting invisible emotions
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