Uploaded August 2012 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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Author's Comment (translated):
A certain parting.

Original Song by ナナホシ管弦楽団 (Nanahoshi Orchestra) a.k.a. 不純異性交遊P on Nico
From nicovideo.jp/watch/nm18157113

My Comment:
This song is linked to Goodbye, My Lechenaultia (youtube.com/watch?v=Ax9EWBixuE0). I wish you to listen to the end.

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Translated Lyrics:

Irritative words always dig up
the days petrified into an amber
Your arm I missed by getting obstinate
That was a parting in an instant

My suspicion bottled up grows up
by itself without water and light
The deliberations of formality for principles and real intentions
I recall them repeatedly in the darkness
So that I won't make my regret die

Your profile in the days still keeps me from leaving
Though I cut you loose by myself

The silhouette soaked with nothingness
How long will it haunts me?
I wish I could die as though falling asleep

Phone call?
Heard things.
It is hurtful to someone with a touch of grief


How many times did I say I would send you?
How many times did I gaze after you?

With no attempt to learn how my mind should be
I scattered my grisly egoism and tenacity
like a child having a tantrum

The more I hope, the more I draw apart
And each time I lose sight
of the marks scattered around


The similar black shadow to me, a monster called self-love
Just my ideal image forced on you
An asymptote to selfishness
A slightly one-way elegy to be giggled

My sardonic smile stings me like hot, muddily molten lead
Self-hate I have inside a tumor
A contradictory impulse

The table is left messy; the photographs left behind
show my past which I give a bitter smile


"Okay here," said you curtly at parting as usual
I took it seriously and suddenly stopped you

No words to say any further.
I hung my head down turning on my heels
blowing up my confusion, depression and anything
And looked back for a honk

Your scream tearing up the terribly beautiful twilight
clings to the back of my eardrum

Your smile I saw at your last moment in tears
in a sickroom with no bouquet
remains strong in me

Yet your profile in the days keeps me from leaving
I will no longer hold your hand again

Dreaming a never-ending dream in the dark that never ends
I wanna come back to you
Time for parting, then bye-bye
Close the coffin quietly