Song: Siinamota
Lyrics: Siinamota
Illustration: Saita (from Pixiv)
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A Palette
Full of You
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Palette ni wa
Kimi ga Ippai
In a palette of aluminum foil, I dance; I dance with you 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...
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
From anger mid-creation all the way to sadness mid-conception
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, right now...
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.
It's about time that everyone noticed! Noticed, and then met up here! But why, but why, but why, but why? Because there's no "why?", no "how?" 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...
"Stay here."
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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 there's no "why?", no "what to 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...
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A Palette
Full of You
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Palette ni wa
Kimi ga Ippai
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A Palette
Full of You
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Palette ni wa
Kimi ga Ippai