Arigatou to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
tomodachi demo koibito demo nai chuukan chiten de
shuukaku no hi wo yumemiteru aoi furu-tsu
ato ippo ga fumidasenai sei de
jirettai no wa nande?
arigatou to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
amai dake no sasoi monku ajike no nai doku
sonna mono ni wa kyoumi wa sosorarenai
omoitoori ni ikanai toki datte
jinsei suteta mon janai tte
doushita no? to kyuu ni kikareru to "uun. nandemo nai"
sayounara no ato ni kieru egao watashi rashikunai
sinjitai to negaeba negau hodo nandaka setsunai
"aishiteru yo" yori mo "daisuki" no hou ga kimi rashii janai?
The flavor of life
wasurekakete ita hito no omoi wo totsuzen omoidasu koro
furitsumoru yuki no shirosa wo omou to sunao ni yorokobitai yo
daiyamondo yorimo yawarakakute atatakana mirai
teni s***ai yo kagiri aru jikan wo kimi to sugoshitai
"arigatou" to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.
Stuck midpoint between friends and lovers,
like an unripe fruit dreaming about the day of harvest.
Being unable to just move one more step forward
is what's causing this frustration, baby.
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.
Sweet talk and tasteless conversations,
it sparks no interest in me.
Even when things do not go the way you want,
it doesn't mean you've thrown your life away.
When asked, "What's wrong?"
I answer, "It's nothing."
The smile that disappears after goodbye,
it's unlike me.
The more I wish to believe in you,
for some reason, it hurts even more.
"I like you a lot," instead of "I love you," sounds more like you.
The flavor of life.
The period when you suddenly remember the scent of someone you had almost forgotten.
I want to be able to openly and honestly cherish the white purity of the falling snow more.
A future, tender and warmer than a diamond,
I want to grasp it.
In this limited time we have,
I want to spend it with you.
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
tomodachi demo koibito demo nai chuukan chiten de
shuukaku no hi wo yumemiteru aoi furu-tsu
ato ippo ga fumidasenai sei de
jirettai no wa nande?
arigatou to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
amai dake no sasoi monku ajike no nai doku
sonna mono ni wa kyoumi wa sosorarenai
omoitoori ni ikanai toki datte
jinsei suteta mon janai tte
doushita no? to kyuu ni kikareru to "uun. nandemo nai"
sayounara no ato ni kieru egao watashi rashikunai
sinjitai to negaeba negau hodo nandaka setsunai
"aishiteru yo" yori mo "daisuki" no hou ga kimi rashii janai?
The flavor of life
wasurekakete ita hito no omoi wo totsuzen omoidasu koro
furitsumoru yuki no shirosa wo omou to sunao ni yorokobitai yo
daiyamondo yorimo yawarakakute atatakana mirai
teni s***ai yo kagiri aru jikan wo kimi to sugoshitai
"arigatou" to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai
sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai
The flavor of life
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.
Stuck midpoint between friends and lovers,
like an unripe fruit dreaming about the day of harvest.
Being unable to just move one more step forward
is what's causing this frustration, baby.
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.
Sweet talk and tasteless conversations,
it sparks no interest in me.
Even when things do not go the way you want,
it doesn't mean you've thrown your life away.
When asked, "What's wrong?"
I answer, "It's nothing."
The smile that disappears after goodbye,
it's unlike me.
The more I wish to believe in you,
for some reason, it hurts even more.
"I like you a lot," instead of "I love you," sounds more like you.
The flavor of life.
The period when you suddenly remember the scent of someone you had almost forgotten.
I want to be able to openly and honestly cherish the white purity of the falling snow more.
A future, tender and warmer than a diamond,
I want to grasp it.
In this limited time we have,
I want to spend it with you.
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason, it hurts;
like a magic spell that doesn't
get undone, even after the goodbye.
A hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life.
The flavor of life.