Song Description
Direct Translation: Once and for all, on the streets of falling flowers Meaning: Time and time again, on the streets of falling flowers Performed by: Mai KurakiLove Lyrics: Mai Kuraki Composer: Aigo Ono Arranged by Cybersound for the "Detective Conan" Theatrical version of the seventh episode of the "Maze no Crossroad" (迷宫の十字路), composed and performed by Mai Kuraki. ◆15th single Time after time ～花舞う街で～ 発売日 ： 2003.03.05 発売日 ： 2003.03.05 発売日 ： GZCA-7011 ■収录曲 01 Time after time ～花舞う街で～ ＜抒：倉木麻衣 作曲：大野愛果 Arranging：Cybersound Arranged by: Cybersound 02 Natural Lyrics: Mai Kuraki Composer: Aigo Ono Arranged by: Cybersound 03 Time after time ～花舞う街で～ (Instrumental) ■レコーディングデータ Backing Vo: Mai Kuraki (Track 2), Michael Africk ((Track 1, 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9) Africk ((Track 1, 2) Keyboards: Daisuke Ikeda ((Track 1), Miguel sa' Pessoa (Track 1) Guitar: Johnny Risk Directed by: Tokiko Nishimuro Produced by: Kanonji ■レビュー 15th シングル. The highest 3 of Oricon. The 1st Elastic Syngul of 2003. Theme song and lyrics for the Toho Yojimbo movie "Meitou Konan Labyrinth's Crossroads". 2003 Heian Shrine ライブ, 2004 Wish You The Bestツアーでのパフォーマンスも大きな感动を呼んだ。
Edited Japanese Lyrics
Japanese Regular Lyrics
Time after time ～花舞う街で～ もしも君にめぐり逢えたら 二度と君の手を离さない 春の终りつける 花御堂 霞む花 一片 苏る 思い出の歌 この胸に今も优しく Time after time 君と出逢った奇迹 The wind is blowing down the street, and it's like a link between my hands, and I'm walking down the street, and I'm forgetting about the wind, and the sound of your voice, and I'm hearing it, and I'm remembering it, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts, and I swear to God, and I swear to God, and I swear to God, and I say, "I'll be with you," and I'll say, "I'll be with you." And I'll say, "I'm not a man, but I'm not a woman. じ 変わらない景色に 涙ひらり 待っていたよ风舞う花びらが 水面を抚でるように 大切に想うほど 切なく.... (きみ)にめぐり逢(あ)えたら 二度(にど)と君(きみ)の手(て)を放(はな)さない 春(はる)の终(おわ)りつける 花御堂(はなみどう) 霞(かす)む花(はな) 一片(ひとひら) 苏(よみがえ)る 思(おも)い出(で)の歌(うた) この胸(むね)に 今(いま)も优(やさ)しく Time after time 君(きみ)と出逢(であ)った奇迹(きせき) 缓(ゆる)やかな风(かぜ)吹(ふ)く街(まち)で そっと手(て)を繋(つな)ぎ 歩(ある)いた坂道(さかみち) 今(いま)も忘(わす)れない约束(やくそく) 风(かぜ)に君(きみ)の声(こえ)が闻(き )こえる 薄(うす)らさえかえる远(とお)い记忆(きおく) 伤(きず)つく怖(こわ)さを知(し)らず 誓(ちか)った いつかまたこの场所(ばしょ)で めぐり逢(あ)おう 薄(うす)红(べに)色(いろ)の 季节(きせつ)が来(く)る日(ひ)に 笑颜(えがお)で Time after time ひとり 花(はな)舞(ま)う街(まち)で 散(ち)らざるときは戻(もど)らないけれど あの日(ひ)と同(おな)じ 変(か)わらない景色(けしき)に 涙(なみだ)ひらり 待(ま)っていたよ 风(かぜ)舞(ま)う花(はな)びらが 水面(みなも)を抚(な)でるように 大切(た I've been thinking about this for a long time... 人(ひと)は皆(みんな) 孤独(こどく)と言(い)うけれど 探(さが)さずにはいられない 谁(だれ)かを 儚(はかな)く壊(こわ)れやすいものばかり 追(お)い求(もと)めてしまう Time after time 君(きみ)と色(いろ)づく街(まち)で 出逢(であ)えたら もう约束 (やくそく)はいらない 谁(だれ)よりもずっと 伤(きず)つけ易(やす)い君(きみ)の そばに居(い)たい今度(こんど)はきっと ╰>Time after time ～on the streets where the flowers are falling～
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Version 1:
Time and Time ~ On the If I can meet you again, I'll never let go of your hand and tell you that spring is over, flowers and fruits and foggy flowers, the song that awakened in my heart is still so beautiful Time after time, the miracle of meeting you, in the street where the breeze blew slowly, holding hands quietly, walking down the slope together, the promise that I haven't forgotten until now, your voice can be heard in the wind, as cold and distant as thin ice. I can hear your voice in the wind A distant memory as cold as thin ice I swore I'd never know the horror of being hurt When can we meet again in this same place, at the labyrinth's crossroads Poster
When the day of the red season comes, let's meet again with smiles on our faces Time after time, alone on the street where petals dance, though we can't undo it when it's falling apart, and the same scenery as on that day, which never changes, we'll be able to see the same thing with tears. Tears fall gently like petals fluttering in the wind and smoothing the water, precious memories are so sad, although people are lonely, so I don't want to find someone I miss, I don't want to do this, I'm just chasing after something that's illusory but easy to destroy, Time after time, if I meet you again on a street dyed in cherry blossoms, I'll never make a promise again, I'll always be there with you, who's more vulnerable than anyone else, and I'll always be there for you.
Version 2:
Time after time, on the streets of falling flowers, if God lets us meet again, I'll never let go of your hand, in the temple of Buddha's flowers, where spring is declared to be over, and the misty blossoms fall apart, petal by petal, a song from my memory slowly awakens, and still resonates tenderly in my heart, and Time after Time, it was a miracle that we met, in the city of the breeze, and gently held hands, and walked down the long slope, and I still can't remember what I did, but it was a miracle. Time after time, alone in the city of blossoms, even if the blossoms wither and cannot be undone, in this unchanging landscape, as in the old days, I wait for you in the light of tears, the petals of the flowers soothing the water, the more I want to cherish, the sadder I feel. The more I try to cherish it, the sadder it gets People say they're lonely, but they can't stop looking for something to hold on to, and all they find is a fragile illusion Time after time If I can meet you on the first red street, then I don't need to make promises anymore You're more vulnerable than anyone else, and this time, I'll definitely be by your side forever
Romance
Time After Time mo shi mo ki mi ni me gu gu mo ki mi ni me gu ri a e ta ra ni do to ki mi no te wo ha na sa na i ha ru no o wa ri tsu ge ru ha na mi do ka su mu ha na hi to hi ra yo mi ga e ru o mo i de no u ta ko no mu ne ni i ma mo ya sa shi ku time after time ki mi to de a a ta ki se ki yu ru ya ka na ka ze fu ku ma chi de so wo to te wo tsu na gi a ru i ta sa ka mi chi i ma mo wa su re na i ya ku so ku ka ze ni ki mi no ko e ga ki ko e ru u su rai sa e ka e ru to o i ki o ku ki zu tsu ku ko wa sa o shi ra zu chi ka ta i tsu ka ma ta ko no ba sho de me gu ri a o u su be ni i ro no ki se tsu ga ku ru hi ni e ga o de time after time hi to ri ha na ma u ma chi de chi ra za ru to ki wa mo do ra na i ge le do a no hi to o na ji ka wa ra nai ke shi ki ni na mi da hi ra ri ma te i ta yo ka ze ma u ha na bi ra ga mi na mo wo na de ru yo u ni ta i se tsu ni o mo u ho do se tsu na ku... hi to wa mi na ko do ku to i u ke re do sa ga sa zu ni wa i ra re na i da re ka wo ha ka na ku ko wa re ya su i mo no ba ka ri o i mo to me te shi ma u time after time ki mi to i ro zu ku ma chi de de a e ta ra mo u ya ku so ku ha i ra na i da re yo ri mo zu to ki zu tsu ki ya su i ki mi no so ba ni i ta i ko n do wa ki to
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The version that best matches the original lyrics If I could meet you again, I would never let go of your hand again, and I would never let go of your hand again, and I would never let go of your hand again, and I would never let go of your hand again, and I would never let go of your hand again. Miracles, holding hands quietly, the belief that remains in my mind, in the streets where the breeze blows slowly, the paths we walked together, the promise that I haven't forgotten even now, the promise that I can hear your voice in every gust of wind, as if it's as cold as thin ice, the distant memory of the time when I swore I'd never know the horror of being hurt, when I'd be able to come back here, when the days of the pink season are coming, and when we'll be together again, with smiles on my face, time after time, when I walk alone in the petals of the flowers. Time after time, I walked alone on the petal-filled street, and although I couldn't get it back when it fell apart, the scenery was the same as before, and I waited for you just like I did that day, with my tears flying, just like the petals of a flower fluttering in the wind and smoothing the surface of the water. The more precious the memories, the sadder they are. Although it's said that everyone is often lonely, people are always looking for someone, and they keep pursuing that illusory, dreamy, and lonely memory, and they'll always be looking for you. Time after time If I meet you again on a street dyed with cherry blossoms, if I meet you again, I won't make any more boring promises, but I'll be by your side this time, who is more vulnerable than anyone else
Version 1
If I could hold your hand tightly again, I wouldn't let it slip through my fingers. The foggy branches of the leaves are finally fruitful Waiting and waiting for the promise that was once made The heart swirls with a little bit of the past A faint smile you are so beautiful TIME AFTER TIME Here to see the change of things and the shift of the stars The miracle of the news that flies through the wind Quietly holding your hand and walking on the road of the years I can't forget that day's promise that I promised to make The breeze vaguely recalls a familiar voice Memory of the past Cold and clear ice (a flash of crystal) Swore to never hurt the heart (can't) avoid When can we meet again in the rain of flowers in this place Pink season Flowering period Progressive melody Hesitant mood Unlimited longing for the future ~ ~ ~ TIME AFTER TIME let yourself Let the petals dance with the heart (fall) when the moment of the flash of light empty sighs Things are different but people are not The beauty of this Tears are gradually filled with no one to cherish The cherry blossoms ah Take away my thoughts are gone The cherry blossoms have taken away my thoughts. ~~~~~ You in the wind, your distant figure, fading away, in my blurred vision, looking forward to meeting you again in the cherry blossoms, lost, always searching alone, helpless, without courage, facing loneliness and fear, only sighing, my heart, constantly moving slowly through this labyrinth, to look for that distant light, TIME AFTER TIME, to meet with you, to reunite with you, to reunite with you in the flower-dancing neighborhood, once upon a time. I will never give up this time, I will hold you tightly, and I will always be with you in the cherry blossom rain. ~~~~~~ END
Version 2
The stone lantern is a lonely lantern of sadness, and with the wind, the branches are still waving at the cherry blossom petals, and the promises are obliterated on the endless streets, swaying as a long-distant bell, and the flowers that used to bloom, will become a sacrifice of the crimson past. Time after time, I want to follow you along the trail of cherry blossoms, a memory framed in a wooden lattice window, a fate that's been repeated for centuries, a shoe that's crossed the Torii, a wing that can't wait for reality to take its course, an angelic dance in front of the door, a lonely haiku that can't vent the bitterness of my heart, the corner of this road, a reminder of the first moment we met, a mist that we've been through before, the cherry blossom petals falling, like a cycle, the cherry blossom petals falling, like a cycle. The petals of the blossoms fade, like the cycle of reincarnation, and I'd like to accompany you to feel the illusion of the snow falling in March, Time after time, the circle of the wheel of the year, waiting for the miracle of meeting in the season of snowflakes, when things are changing, when the stars are shifting, when I was a kid, when I was in school, when I saw a doll and a koi carp, when the street was busy, all of them were irrelevant to me, and when I wandered, I went to look for you in a thousand directions, I couldn't stop my tears, and I was left in the noisy streets, only satisfied with the happiness of turning around in history, and I'd gone to such a great trouble to find you, and I had to go through so much. I'm still in the world, I've been tossing and turning all my life, do you know where you are? Time after time with a rhinoceros through the destiny of fate, a thousand times and a hundred turns of the road, I'm willing to once again hold you tightly, when the time comes, don't leave the cherry blossoms sighing and withering in vain.
Version 3
This time, my hand is no longer held tightly in your hands, this time, the tears slowly slipped across my cheeks, this time, you smiled at me, and I was so happy.
This time, your smile is no longer blossoming to me This time, too, will become a memory Separated petals, witnessing you and me, once upon a time, the drops of dreams, leaving the imprint of love time after time, under the rain of flowers, your smile is silent in your eyes, on a summer night, you and I embracing in a silver boat, touching the sweetness of the wind, you and I, in the world of flowers, with our smiles, sleeping quietly under the moonlight This time, my hand is no longer held by yours This time, tears slowly slide across my face. Tears are slowly sliding down my cheeks This time, your smile doesn't blossom for me This time, too, will become a memory Separated petals, witnessing you and I, the past, the drops of our dreams, the imprints of our love time after time, under the rain of flowers, the silence of your smile, the silence of your eyes, the sweetness of the wind in the embrace of the silver canoe on a summer night, you and I, in the world of flowers, with our smiles, we sleep quietly under the moonlight, the pink petals of our flowers, twirling under the moonlight, the love of mine, spinning like the petals of flowers. My love is like the petals of a flower spinning in a silver canoe flashing with laughter My love will never change This time, my hand is no longer held tightly by you This time, tears are slowly sliding down my cheeks This time, your smile is no longer blossoming towards me Love is in the petals of a flower, colorful and flying time after time Under the rain of flowers, your smile is silenced in your eyes On a summer night, you and I embracing on the silver canoe, touching the sweetness in the wind, you and I are in the world of flowers, laughing, sleeping silently in the moonlight.
Version 4
Who remembers the moment when blood and tears were spilled and flowers rang through the sky and the earth? I forgot for whom I drank a cup of wine of forgetfulness, hoping that you and I would always be recorded in the Book of Three Lives, listening to the song of the rain, enjoying the robe and stroking the jinxes, and forgetting that the river of forgetfulness and the honeyed words were bitter and that the clouds and temples were folded, and that this life would remain unchanged, so what if Time after Time, the coverlet is in the sky, and there is no one in the world to congratulate us on our fall. I've been tossing and turning, and nowhere to tell my thoughts of a alcoholic, but the willow is proud of the butterflies that ride the wind, and my dreams are far away, how can I know that there is no strife in the world outside of the Peach Garden, and that my smile is extravagant, and that I can't let go of my beautiful scenes and beautiful moments, but what is eternal? What is eternal is the beauty of this night and the morning, and the leaves and flowers are cold, and the rain of autumn is the depth of love, and I sigh at the past, and the clouds are gone, and I don't need to think of the past, and the willows are here and there, but it seems to be fog, but it's not fog. Time after time How can we forget each other when the song ends and we're gone? I can't wait for the wind and the rain to stumble, but I'm already crying tears of despair. I'm counting the cattail threads that break the sky, the red threads that are broken, and the blood that is dripping from my heart. I've been searching for you for a long time, and I've been looking for you. The familiar melody is still so beautiful time after time Meeting you is the miracle of my life In the alley with the breeze blowing slowly holding your hand quietly The memory of waiting for you under the cherry tree in the rain is a promise I'll never forget to this day I can faintly hear your firm voice in the chilly wind When I'm frustrated, I hear your gentle words in my ears I'll never forget my determination to wait for you with a smile Why can't I stop my eyes from lightening up? The season of thin red flowers is coming, can we meet you here again? Time after time, alone, immersed in memories, letting the blossoms fall from the branches and drift with the wind, the spirits dancing in the wind, the unchanging scenery, melting in my eyes, turning them into tears, the breeze lifting the petals, flying down, smoothing out the water, memories are so bitter, but I can't forget the endless loneliness that haunts me late at night, the darkness, unable to suppress my whispered cries, in the depths of my heart, I always yearn for a place where no one is around to shout out loud, and I'll never forget that. I've always longed for a place where I could cry out, "Where are you?" Time after time Meeting you was the miracle of my life In the streets dyed red by the cherry blossoms If I can meet you again, I don't want to make any more promises Staying with you is my unchanging decision
Version 6
Flower blossom breaks The snow-dyed face is quietly left with the wind The white lotus case falls into the waves for a moment and then turns into an illusion The jinsei can't count all of the good fortune and beautiful scenery is gone There's no sleep at all, and we'll talk about it to the moon. Time after time, I've been thinking about the years of my life, a pillar, a string, a smile, and five years, I've been looking for your heart, and I've been drifting, and I've been singing, and I've been sighing about life, and how it's meant to be, and how it's meant to be, and how it's meant to be, and how it's meant to be, and how the moon is falling, and the wind is yellow, and I'm sighing about how it's hard to hide my feelings, and I'm asking, "How can we be long in this world?" And I'm asking, "How can we be long in this world?
What made the flowers between you and me wither? Why is there a fire burning in the depths of the blue sea? What cut the dream of yesterday morning? Just like that, everything has gone away. You once gave me smiling and warm eyes, the crystal color of the night, carving each other's heavenly realm, Time after time, again, we fell, you and I, we don't know loneliness, hand in hand, we were in a hurry and lost in happiness, lightly dodging the rush of the blissful, looking back to the demon of the shadow of the sun, tell me, this is not the legend of the end of the world, I am not a man who knows what it is like. Time after time, I can see the wish that can't be fulfilled, I can hear the promise that can't last forever being cheated, before it collapses, before it destroys, God, give me a little more time, the petals of the lily of the valley can't hold the delicate love, the wind doesn't say a word, the wind smiles wryly, Time after time, all changes, the dusty relationship between our fingers, still hoping that a little bit of warmth in my palm will come from the bottom of your eyes and illuminate my only blue sky, by your side, it's me, the only one who knows loneliness. The only blue sky, by your side, is the paradise I've always dreamed of Lotus flower in the water, sprouting under the moonlight, I can't let go of him, like the ties of my past life, where would I go without you, at the end of the world, at the end of the night, at the end of the rain, at the end of the morning, at the end of the sun, where would I go? Do the white flowers still remember me, fighting for the bitter fruits in a capricious manner, the more pain, the more tenderness, the more cowardice, the clear wind, the dust that passes by, there is no song even if it slides down Time after time, you know you'll be mine.
Version 8
That's you, the one that makes me look forward to my next encounter, the next one, how can I let go of your hand, that's the flower, that's the fruit, and that's the one that tells me that you are the best. It's the flowers and the fruits that tell of spring's departure, the flowers in the warm mist, the gradual awakening, the song in my memory, the beautiful rhythm that is still in my heart, the time after time, the miraculous encounter with you, the breeze that gently wanders the streets, the quiet walk down the ramp, feeling the warmth of your hand, the voice of my pact with you, still resonating, the sound that I hear in the wind, the memory that I remember, as if it were a thin ice, cold and distant, that I swore I would never let go of, and that I would always be with you. I swore that I'd leave the pain and worry behind, and once again, I longed for the same scene, right now, in this moment, when the pink season is here, when we meet again, with a smile on our faces, Time after time, I'm lost in a street full of flowers, flowers that can't go back to a time that can be undone, when the unchanged scene seems to be the same as it was that day, when a tear, silent and unnoticed, crossed my face, and the wind, with the scent of the flowers, fell on the water, and smoothed the waves of the water, and made it move. On the water, soothing the turbulence of the water, the memories, how precious they are, make me feel sad at this moment, how can I give up on the tenderness of the people I miss, how can I follow the illusory and fragile thoughts, how can I follow the dreams of my heart? Time after time, I wander, on the cherry blossom-painted street, without any agreement, with you, without any promise. ***I know that your heart is more vulnerable than anyone else's, so let me choose to be by your side forever.
Version 9
Remember who dyed the sand between your fingers with crimson blood? Forget who cut the wild flowers in the wind with a sword and a raised eyebrow? Believe it or not, I'm just a piece of broken theater. Forget it, let's just enjoy the sunset with our hands, and make a picture of our life, and enjoy the beautiful scenery and good times that lie between us.
The piano is sealed in a jade box, with the hand pressed, and a raspy tinyya. Time after time How can I answer this question? Even in this life, when you are with your son, the sky and river are short, the hibiscus is washed by the green hibiscus, but you are drunk under the Yao Tai, the Dash Xiang dream, and you don't want to go back to your home, you can find the immortal flower, which looks like a flawless blue sky, and laugh at the sky and grandchildren, you can't beat the red clouds, but you can't make it, you can't make it, you can't make it, you can't make it, it's just like the red clouds, it is like the red clouds. The beauty of this world is so beautiful, and it is so beautiful. I don't want to say that this is a dream that can't be broken,louboutin pas cher, but it's still lonely Time after time,louboutin pas cher, this world is wrong, and the next life will be determined. Linglong fire burns out the ill-conceived thoughts and forgets about me,louboutin pas cher, and the moonlight is so beautiful that it can't be seen. On the street where the flowers are falling Lyrics: Dandelion & Shadow Song: "Time After Time ～花舞う街で～" Under the rain of flowers, if I could meet you again, here, I would never let go of your hand again. I can see the Hall of Flowers that tells me that the spring is over, and the hazy fog of flowers falls down, and the memories of the old days slowly awaken in my mind, and I can hear the familiar song still echoing in my heart. Time after time The miracle of meeting you was granted to me by God Standing here on the street where the breeze is blowing gently, I hold hands with you and we walk together on the street where we used to walk together and I hear your voice in the wind Remembering the past, memories as clear as thin ice, but you and I don't know the horror of being hurt yet When will we be able to come back to this place if we go away The promise that we still can't forget When the season of thin red is coming, when the time for smiles is coming, we meet again on the pink Time after time Cherry blossoms like snow I walk alone in the flowery streets Flowers fade and fall, but the scenery never changes I'm still waiting for you as I was that day, in tears I'm still waiting for you I'm still waiting for you in tears I'm still waiting for you in tears I'm still waiting for you in tears The more I want to cherish you, the more I want to cherish you, the more I can't stop feeling sad The more precious the memories, the more unforgettable the love petals, the more colorful the dance Time after time, the streets, the cherry blossoms, meeting again, no more promises, as long as you're here, I just hope to always care for and accompany you, who's so easily hurt, and this time, you and I will never let go of each other
Version 11
Spring has come and gone, and the falling reds are all shattered in the glass in my dreams, and the mountains are covered with mountains, and the blue coats are wet all over, and the lonesome moon hangs on a plate in the sky. The river flows, and there is no sail back to the White Apple Island, and the slanting sun shines between the flowers, so I raise a cup to drown my sorrows, but I am alone on the fence late at night, and my clothes are getting wider and wider. Time after time, the moonlight is cold, and the pond is crushed, and smoke grows everywhere, and the spring colors are paid off to the broken wells and the decaying walls, and the flowers are getting dilapidated, and no one has any pity for them, and the night wind is cool, and we should roll up the curtains, and our soft intestines turn. I remember my childhood when I was in bloom, when we met you, and I look at the dust of the past, and the falling clouds roar across the sky. The afterglow spreads all over the verandah, sending wild geese, a tear of longing falls and stains the veil, who can pity them, the blossoms are all in bloom, the red make-up is broken, the light wind brushes the embankment, the blue water is sparkling, and the night color spills over the river, the birds are singing, and the people are still awake, time after time, the qin is broken, and I look out from my pavilion to see the sky and the water far away, the water of the river flows into the sea, and this time, the water does not return. The flatboat, a leaf, can be returned, and when can I return? Sadness is turning and I can't sleep, but I am in need of sleep, and I have to change the years in order to find a confluence of flowers and the azaleas. When the birds are scared, the river flows slowly, and after a thousand sails, the departed person is still there. What year is it? Dreams and souls are tied together, and the cold courtyard is haunted by the past as if it were silk, and the flowers are falling quietly, and the corridor is deep and the door is covered by an obsessive wish, and the shadow of pity, and the person is wasting away as if it were an empty crescent moon, the color of the red face changing in a flash, and Chinese New Year is gradually fading away, and time after time the embroidery is falling apart, and the willows are fluttering a few times and brushing the threshold, and if the spring is returning, the flowers are flying and the tearing appendages are dry, and you still remember the vows you made under the moon back in those days and you still want to fulfill the previous destiny.