I kinda' know what's being said 'cause I've made a patchy (very patchy) translation... I don't really care much for the music, but the lyrics have a sort of lonely feeling to them...
"When tomorrow comes, what color will the blooming flower have?"
"A bat, confused by the streetlight, draws a strange parabola"
"One day, when this veranda rots away, a small white flower can grow"
"wait."
That's sort of what I have...
The scene in the first verse is pretty... Watching as the clouds, stained orange by the setting sun, are swept away by the wind... ...then the line: "When tomorrow comes, what color will the blooming flower have?"
...that's my opinion, at least... I don't know, I don't really speak Japanese, so...
I kinda' know what's being said 'cause I've made a patchy (very patchy) translation... I don't really care much for the music, but the lyrics have a sort of lonely feeling to them...
"When tomorrow comes, what color will the blooming flower have?"
"A bat, confused by the streetlight, draws a strange parabola"
"One day, when this veranda rots away, a small white flower can grow"
"wait."
That's sort of what I have...
The scene in the first verse is pretty... Watching as the clouds, stained orange by the setting sun, are swept away by the wind... ...then the line: "When tomorrow comes, what color will the blooming flower have?"
...that's my opinion, at least... I don't know, I don't really speak Japanese, so...