| Vocals: | Hatsune Miku |
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| Composer(s): | Siinamota (椎名もた) |
| Lyrics: | Siinamota (椎名もた) |
| Illustration: | Saita (さいた) |
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| Original Title: | パレットには君がいっぱい |
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arumihoiru no paretto no naka boku wa odoru yo kimi to odoru yo |
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yoru no oto, oto ame no oto da yo furisosogu no wa naniiro no oto |
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souzou-chuu no soutaisei ni houkousei no akuru hibi wo |
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koukousei wa ke ni iro nutte shougakusei wa kao ni iro nutte soshite soshite soshite soshite nani-iro ka mo wakarazu ni irunda chuugakusei wa ude ni iro nutte daigakusei wa hai ni iro nutte dakara dakara dakara dakara dakara |
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arumihoiru no soto nuritsukerareta no wa donna iro furisosogu no wa kanashimi no oto |
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souzou-chuu no ikari mo kousou-chuu no kanashimi made |
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sonna boku mo dokoka irodzuite datte kimi mo dokoka irozduite soshite soshite soshite soshite moto no iro wo wasurete shimaunda dokudokudokushii iro ni majitte gokigen na warutsu demo odorou yo dakara dakara dakara ima wa |
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iro ga aru youni kimi ga iru youni boku wa dou suru? boku wa |
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kou. |
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mou yagate mina kidzukunda! soshite daremo ga koko ni tsudounda! nande nande nande nande datte nande doushitemo nainda dokudokudokushii iro ni majitte kudoki nagara warutsu wo odorou yo dakara dakara dakara dakara dakara dakara ima wa |
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soshite chirijiri ni natta jibun wa mou moto ni nante modoranainda nande nande nande nande datte nande doushiyoumo nainda hanabanashiku chitta kono boku to dokudokushiku chitta ano ko to mo dakara dakara dakara dakara dakara dakara ima wa |
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In a palette of aluminum foil, I dance; I dance with you |
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The sound of night, a sound; it's the sound of rain Pouring down from the sky is a sound of what color? |
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Relativity mid-conceptualization The days to follow in this direction... |
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High-schoolers paint color into their hair, elementary-schoolers paint mud onto their faces, and then, and then, and then, and then, they can't tell one color from another anymore Middle-schoolers paint color onto their arms, college students paint color onto their lungs That's why, that's why, that's why, that's why... |
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The world outside the palette of aluminum foil, what sorts of colors is it painted in? Pouring down from the sky is the sound of sadness |
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From anger mid-creation all the way to sadness mid-conception |
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I'm painted in colors here and there, and you, too, are painted in colors here and there, and then, and then, and then, and then, we forget which color we were originally Mixing with venomous colors, let's dance a cheery waltz, despite everything That's why, that's why, that's why, that's why, right now... |
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So that there will be color, so that you will be there too, what am I supposed to do? I'll... |
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Do this. |
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It's about time that everyone noticed! Noticed, and then met up here! But why, but why, but why, but why? Because why? It's not happening no matter what Mixing with venomous colors, let's dance a waltz while romancing That's why, that's why, that's why, That's why, that's why, that's why, right now... |
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And then our selves, now splattered and scattered everywhere can no longer go back to the way they originally were Why, why, why, why? Because why? There's nothing we can do With my grandly scattered self, and with that venomously scattered kid, too That's why, that's why, that's why, That's why, that's why, that's why, right now... |
