@Lux-Luxowich: песня "Hana -a last flower- (花 -a last flower-)" by ASA-CHANG & JUNRAY
могу на английский дать перевод:
Flower The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.
The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out. "Bloom."
The flower, the flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It goes unnoticed and then the last flower here had bloomed.
"I see no flower here." "No flower should have ever grown here." An old story people told; some believed, some really thought, That their thoughts, weren't wrong but they lived a lie.
No one with any sense laid their eyes on this flower, Those who had were only crying for attention they need. But believe when I say, but believe when I say that the, last flower, here has been, blooming before our own eyes.
The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.
Нереально атмосферная "песня" в конце каждой серии. Сначала жутко было от нее, но потом понравилось очень. Необычная, но приятная рисовка. Придает какого-то реализма.
могу на английский дать перевод:
Flower
The flower; it's blooming.
The flower, the flower; it's blooming.
It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un
noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.
The flower; it's blooming.
The flower, the flower; it's blooming.
It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un
noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.
"Bloom."
The flower, the flower; it's blooming.
The flower, the flower; it's blooming.
It goes unnoticed and then the last flower here had bloomed.
"I see no flower here."
"No flower should have ever grown here."
An old story people told; some believed, some really thought,
That their thoughts, weren't wrong but they lived a lie.
No one with any sense laid their eyes on this flower,
Those who had were only crying for attention they need.
But believe when I say, but believe when I say that the,
last flower, here has been, blooming before our own eyes.
The flower; it's blooming.
The flower, the flower; it's blooming.
It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un
noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.
Необычная, но приятная рисовка. Придает какого-то реализма.