Aimer – グレースノート

Aimer – Grace Notebook     

The immaturity written on an opened notebook was looking for you from behind 

When a bell rang at the end of a class  

I locked the awkward, vague sounds that cannot be expressed on a musical score 

In my heart  

Which words can be used for composing a song about memories I traced with a finger?

Bound in a dream, will I tend to forget that I was alone when I was born?

Something is missing in the familiar scenery

I looked up at the night sky, only to find the faint moon light

I felt like crying, and threw my unfinished diary

Can I confide my feelings tomorrow?

I’m wondering where a light-colored butterfly that perched on a finger will fly to this night

Lit by this deep darkness

I think that everyone was born alone

We are all the same

Which words can be used for composing a song about memories 

Decorated with your sounds?

I’m wondering when the gentleness I traced with this finger will turn into someone’s love

Bound in a dream, I will tend to forget that I was alone when I was born

We are all the same

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譜面 [fumen]: a musical score