Quietly　　Quietly　　Slice the curtains down
Pale blue flames flare to life　　On the dawn of awakening

Darkness extending as far as the eye can see　　And discord　　Day after day of fumbling along
Holding　　A weakness that knows nothing of defeat　　We　　Walked on
Carve out an era　　With brand new fangs

Quietly　　Quietly　　Slice the curtains down
Pale blue flames flare to life　　On the dawn of awakening
Until the day　　I meet　　"You whom I want to protect"
I'd rather take down the enemies before me　　Than go out with a bang

Swallowing　　The full brunt of　　Thoughtless words　　I walked on

Twist exhausted doubt　　Into confidence

So agonising　　It makes me want to run away　　And fraught with the devil's temptations　　The future is
A far cry　　From what we dreamt of
We used to kick up a riot　　With no regard for time　　Or what others might think　　And smile
We weren't afraid of anything back then, were we?

Quietly　　Quietly　　Slice the curtains down
Pale blue flames flare to life　　On the dawn of awakening
Until the day　　I meet　　"You whom I want to protect"
I'd rather take down the enemies before me　　Than go out with a bang

So precious　　So very precious　　That nothing else matters
Every bit of　　The view　　Spread before me here
I'll consolidate all of it　　And bring you there　　So don't you let go
The melody of a wild dance　　That won't ever stop sounding

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Notes:



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Mao has written Great Things, but this isn't exactly the pinnacle of literary perfection. I doubt anyone needs notes.
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TV Sized (Bleach OP ver.)

Quietly　　Quietly　　Slice the curtains down
Pale blue flames flare to life　　On the dawn of awakening

Holding　　A weakness that knows nothing of defeat　　We　　Walked on
Carve out an era　　With brand new fangs

Quietly　　Quietly　　Slice the curtains down
Pale blue flames flare to life　　On the dawn of awakening
Until the day　　I meet　　"You whom I want to protect"
I'd rather take down the enemies before me　　Than go out with a bang

So precious　　So very precious　　That nothing else matters
Every bit of　　The view　　Spread before me here
I'll consolidate all of it　　And bring you there　　So don't you let go
The melody of a wild dance　　That won't ever stop sounding

Twisting together inside a room　　The sounds of procession　　Lips　　Sparkling
With a cheek pressed to leather　　You sneak a look my way　　Hair lovely in its　　Disarray

Come closer　　Come closer　　Let's hurt each other　　At point-blank range
Dragged tongues speak of　　Skilled dexterity　　And distorting order
Whichever it is, it no longer matters　　So　　Let it be tonight

To put it simply　　You're the love of my life
Emotions that only overlap from going out of focus
Learn to love the pain too　　I am the rules　　No objections, right?

Melted wax　　Sways upon the water's surface　　A voice　　Well-attuned to sensation
And when night　　Makes it past the creaking　　Look,
It's a smooth case of　　Harmonics

Try to reject me　　Try to reject me　　More than you ever did before　　To the point of fatality
The beauty in the curved lines　　Drawn from the tips of your toes falls to pieces
It's alright even if it doesn't get restored　　Tonight

Shall we colour it with cosmetics?　　This sloppy　　Relationship of ours
Even if it's only in a dream　　I want to see　　Ego contort you

To put it simply　　You're the love of my life
Emotions that only overlap from going out of focus
Learn to love the pain too　　I am the rules　　Right?

Shall we colour it with cosmetics?　　This sloppy　　Relationship of ours
Even if it's only in a dream　　I want to see　　Ego contort you

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From the POV of a self-centered, narcissistic man who always takes the lead in this relationship. He treats the woman roughly sometimes, but she's completely willing, it's just the way they work. In fact, she wants to look nice for him, so she puts on makeup, which also hides the marks left by rough sex, as though applying cosmetics to their relationship to cover up the uglier aspects of it.

♪The sounds of procession
Procession → Unfolding sex scene

♪And when night　　Makes it past the creaking
Bed springs.

♪Emotions that only overlap from going out of focus
Out of focus as in... when you take a blurred picture with a camera, for example. You know how two separate things can end up overlapping when caught in a really blurry photo? Yeah.

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( Romaji )

Translation for "cut" added to romaji post here.

■ To tell it straight, what's the selling point of the title song, "Rain"?

M: The melody of its chorus.

A: I'd like you to listen to its bass intro.

S: The melody, which has a "Japanese" feel to it!

Y: I composed the song such that its climax comes during the chorus, so I guess it's gotta be ( the chorus. )

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Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about Kaitou Neon - I WISH I COULD >8( I understand the song and I've translated it, but it kills me to post the translation as it is now, because it sounds horrid and choppy in English and whenever I try to fix it, I end up hurling it at an e-wall in absolute RAAAAGE within the first 5 minutes 'cause I'm anal like that. But I'll post it. Soon. Rly.

Translation for Utahime up here.