GOSICK - Destin Histoire lyrics

rate me

zutto mae kara kimatteita youna

tooi mukashi kara wakatteta younamienai sen no ue wo tadoru youni

michibikare deai kousasuru Saisonsenakaawase no hikari to kage no youni

tsuyoku hikareru Mystificationmimimoto de sasayaki tobu koe ni furimukeba

kizukanu uchi hirakareteita tobirasukoshi no guuzen to hitsuzen wo tsunagu youni

ugokihajimeta futatsu no Histoire Ahkioku no ito wo taguriyoseru youni

pazuru no sukima wo umeteku younikataritsugareru unmei nimo nita

nagai michinori no saki ni aru Maintenanthitotsu hitotsu no setsuna ni kizamareta

yuragu koto nai La clef a veritetemanekisareru youni chikazukeba mieru nazo

shirazu shirazu ni makikomareteyukumada shiranai sekai atarashiku mekuru tabi ni

tokiakasareru tashika na Histoire Ahitsuka mita yume no oku de

itsumo kanjiteita Reposer

dokoka hakanaku natsukashii koemimimoto de sasayaki yobu koe ni furimukeba

kizukanu uchi hirakareteita tobirasukoshi no guuzen to hitsuzen wo tsunagu youni

ugokihajimeta futatsu no Histoire Ahzutto hatenaku tsuzuiteyuku

English translation

As if you had decided long before,

As if you had known since long ago,As if you walked upon an invisible line,

You crossed over to our meeting through the seasonsAs if when we were back-to-back, we were light and shadow

We are strongly drawn to each other. Mystification.When turned around to the whisper right in my ear,

Without noticing, the door had opened.As if a bit of coincidence and necessity had been strung together,

Two Histoires began to move. Ah...As if reeling in the threads of memories,

As if filling in the holes of a puzzle.Looking like a handed-down fate,

There is the Maintenant at the end of the long journey.One by one, carved into loneliness

Without flickering, La clef a veriteLike being beckoned to, it's a mystery you can see if you get close to it.

Without knowing, without knowing, you get drawn into it.As you flip the pages anew to a world you still don't know

There is a certain, solvable Histoire. Ah...Deep in the dream I'll have someday,

I always felt a Reposer.

Somewhere, there's a fleeting, nostalgic voice.When turned around to the whisper right in my ear,

Without noticing, the door had opened.As if a bit of coincidence and necessity had been strung together,

Two Histoires began to move. Ah...It continues endlessly forever.