Hayashi Asami - Shoushi no Temari Uta ~Miyu no Kazoe Uta~ Video (MV)
English Title: Glass Hand Ball Song ~Miyu's Counting Song~
From Anime: Vampire Princess Miyu
Performed by: Hayashi Asami
Lyrics by: Kakinouchi Masami
Arranged by: Terashima Tamiya
kaasama koishi to hitotsu mari wo dakishime
namida wa iranu to futatsu sono me wo tsubusu no
yakusoku onegai mittsu yubi wo orimasho
utsutsu no ashi oto yottsu putsuri to togireta
itoshii kuchibiru itsutsu GARASU [glass] de fusagi
nigasanu you ni to muttsu karamete maneku yo
mai chiru akai hi nanatsu shitataru shitsuku
tsubaki no omoi wa yattsu potori to ochiteku
kanashimi kokonotsu keshite dareka no jikan
kazoete kudasai sotto anata no temari wo
(kitto todoku yo) sono uta goe
(sore wa eien) GARASU no kazoe uta
(anata ni ageru) GARASU no temari
namida wa iranu to futatsu sono me wo tsubusu no
yakusoku onegai mittsu yubi wo orimasho
utsutsu no ashi oto yottsu putsuri to togireta
itoshii kuchibiru itsutsu GARASU [glass] de fusagi
nigasanu you ni to muttsu karamete maneku yo
mai chiru akai hi nanatsu shitataru shitsuku
tsubaki no omoi wa yattsu potori to ochiteku
kanashimi kokonotsu keshite dareka no jikan
kazoete kudasai sotto anata no temari wo
(kitto todoku yo) sono uta goe
(sore wa eien) GARASU no kazoe uta
(anata ni ageru) GARASU no temari
Yearning for mother, ONE, I hold on to my ball.
There's no need for tears so, TWO, I'll get rid of those eyes.
As promised please, THREE, let's cut off our fingers
The footsteps of reality, FOUR, suddenly stopped.
These beloved lips, FIVE, I seal shut with glass.
So that you don't escape, SIX, I tie you up.
Scattering red flames, SEVEN, drops trickle down.
The camellia's hopes, EIGHT, fall down with a plop.
The sorrow, NINE, erases someone's time.
I ask that you softly count it off on your hand ball.
(You will surely reach it) That singing voice.
(That is eternity) A glass counting song.
(I give it to you) A glass hand ball.
There's no need for tears so, TWO, I'll get rid of those eyes.
As promised please, THREE, let's cut off our fingers
The footsteps of reality, FOUR, suddenly stopped.
These beloved lips, FIVE, I seal shut with glass.
So that you don't escape, SIX, I tie you up.
Scattering red flames, SEVEN, drops trickle down.
The camellia's hopes, EIGHT, fall down with a plop.
The sorrow, NINE, erases someone's time.
I ask that you softly count it off on your hand ball.
(You will surely reach it) That singing voice.
(That is eternity) A glass counting song.
(I give it to you) A glass hand ball.
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Romaji
kaasama koishi to hitotsu mari wo dakishime
namida wa iranu to futatsu sono me wo tsubusu no
yakusoku onegai mittsu yubi wo orimasho
utsutsu no ashi oto yottsu putsuri to togireta
itoshii kuchibiru itsutsu GARASU [glass] de fusagi
nigasanu you ni to muttsu karamete maneku yo
mai chiru akai hi nanatsu shitataru shitsuku
tsubaki no omoi wa yattsu potori to ochiteku
kanashimi kokonotsu keshite dareka no jikan
kazoete kudasai sotto anata no temari wo
(kitto todoku yo) sono uta goe
(sore wa eien) GARASU no kazoe uta
(anata ni ageru) GARASU no temari
namida wa iranu to futatsu sono me wo tsubusu no
yakusoku onegai mittsu yubi wo orimasho
utsutsu no ashi oto yottsu putsuri to togireta
itoshii kuchibiru itsutsu GARASU [glass] de fusagi
nigasanu you ni to muttsu karamete maneku yo
mai chiru akai hi nanatsu shitataru shitsuku
tsubaki no omoi wa yattsu potori to ochiteku
kanashimi kokonotsu keshite dareka no jikan
kazoete kudasai sotto anata no temari wo
(kitto todoku yo) sono uta goe
(sore wa eien) GARASU no kazoe uta
(anata ni ageru) GARASU no temari
English
Yearning for mother, ONE, I hold on to my ball.
There's no need for tears so, TWO, I'll get rid of those eyes.
As promised please, THREE, let's cut off our fingers
The footsteps of reality, FOUR, suddenly stopped.
These beloved lips, FIVE, I seal shut with glass.
So that you don't escape, SIX, I tie you up.
Scattering red flames, SEVEN, drops trickle down.
The camellia's hopes, EIGHT, fall down with a plop.
The sorrow, NINE, erases someone's time.
I ask that you softly count it off on your hand ball.
(You will surely reach it) That singing voice.
(That is eternity) A glass counting song.
(I give it to you) A glass hand ball.
There's no need for tears so, TWO, I'll get rid of those eyes.
As promised please, THREE, let's cut off our fingers
The footsteps of reality, FOUR, suddenly stopped.
These beloved lips, FIVE, I seal shut with glass.
So that you don't escape, SIX, I tie you up.
Scattering red flames, SEVEN, drops trickle down.
The camellia's hopes, EIGHT, fall down with a plop.
The sorrow, NINE, erases someone's time.
I ask that you softly count it off on your hand ball.
(You will surely reach it) That singing voice.
(That is eternity) A glass counting song.
(I give it to you) A glass hand ball.
