[00:00.00] 作曲 : Naruyoshi Kikuchi
[00:01.93]From the heart feel cry for joy and pain,
[00:11.43]From the heart feel smile and love-ove ove
[00:23.68]All the sadness and the pain I've felt,
[00:30.93]All the happiness and joy I've felt
[00:37.93]After the time goes by, all is in the past
[00:45.93]Bitter sweet pastel memories
[00:55.18]All the books my father gave to me
[01:02.68]All the books I gave to you my love,
[01:09.93]Each time the book is closed the story's left behind
[01:17.93]And I get lost alone
[01:25.93]When I was young I believed there was a sun
[01:30.18]that goes up and a sun that goes down
[01:33.93]In my heart I always thought they were two things
[01:41.68]And the moon and the stars in the night
[01:45.18]were the same li-ghts that lit up the streets
[01:48.43]They were the same to my young eyes
[01:58.93]Tears of sadness and the tears of joy
[02:06.68]After the crying it is all the same
[02:14.18]It all comes down to the thought those tears are from the heart
[02:21.43]The gladness that we share from our heart
[02:30.93]All the mornings when I think of you
[02:38.93]All the evenings when I feel for you
[02:45.68]You bring out the poet in me, philosopher too my dear
[02:53.68]The dreaming girl in me
[03:08.68]You bring out the best in me
[03:16.43]You bring 〜〜 the dream to me

作曲 : Naruyoshi Kikuchi
From the heart feel cry for joy and pain,
From the heart feel smile and love-ove ove
All the sadness and the pain I've felt,
All the happiness and joy I've felt
After the time goes by, all is in the past
Bitter sweet pastel memories
All the books my father gave to me
All the books I gave to you my love,
Each time the book is closed the story's left behind
And I get lost alone
When I was young I believed there was a sun
that goes up and a sun that goes down
In my heart I always thought they were two things
And the moon and the stars in the night
were the same li-ghts that lit up the streets
They were the same to my young eyes
Tears of sadness and the tears of joy
After the crying it is all the same
It all comes down to the thought those tears are from the heart
The gladness that we share from our heart
All the mornings when I think of you
All the evenings when I feel for you
You bring out the poet in me, philosopher too my dear
The dreaming girl in me
You bring out the best in me
You bring 〜〜 the dream to me