Hana no Iro (The Color of the Flower) - nano.RIPE [Hanasaku Iroha OP]

Original / Romaji Lyrics

Namida no ame ga hoo wo tataku tabi ni utsukushiku

Kudaranai ruuru kara hamidasezu ni naite ita boyakesugita mirai chizu
Surihetta kokoro wo umetakute atsumeta iranai mono bakari

Baibai ano itoshiki hibi wa modori wa shinai kara

Hiraite yuku chiisaku tojita kokoro ga yoru no sumi de shizuka ni
Irodzuiteku motto fukaku yasashiku asa no hikari wo ukete

Namida no ame ga hoo wo tataku tabi ni utsukushiku

Dareka no a *a wo tada ureetari nageitari suru koto ga yasashisa nara
Surihetta kokoro wa omou yori mo kantan ni umerare ya shinai ka na

Nanikai datte machigaeru kedo owari wa shinai nara
Warattetai na

Tojite yuku zutto kaku *eta kizu ga yoru no sumi de shizuka ni
Tsunagatteku itsuka hagureta subete ga asa no hikari wo ukete

Hiraite uku chiisaku tojita kokoro ga yoru no sumi de shizuka ni
Irodzuiteku motto fukaku yasashiku asa no hikari wo ukete

Chikadzuiteku nando to naku yoru wo koe kinou yori sora no hou e
Tama ni karenagara sou *e mata hikari ni me wo hosome fukaku kokyuu wo *e

Namida no ame ga hoo wo tataku tabi ni utsukushiku

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English Translation

When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.

Unable to step outside the stupid rules, I cried. My map of the future was too blurry.
Wanting to fill up my worn-down heart, I just gathered things I didn't need.

Goodbye, I say, because those beloved days won't come back.

In the corner of the night, quietly, my little closed heart is starting to open up.
My color is changing to a deeper and gentler shade as I take in the morning light.

When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.

If just being concerned and grieving for someone's future is called kindness,
Maybe my worn-down heart will be filled more easily than I thought.

I make countless mistakes, but if it won't end,
I want to laugh.

In the corner of the night, quietly, the wounds I've always hid are staring to close up.
Someday, everything that went astray will come together and take in the morning light.

In the corner of the night, quietly, my little closed heart is starting to open up.
My color is changing to a deeper and gentler shade as I take in the morning light.

I pass through countless nights and move closer to the sky than I was the day before.
While I wilt sometimes, I squint into the light and take a deep breath again.

When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.