Ame no You ni Naiteyare (Cry Like the Rain)
NakamuraEmi
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Use my trump card and decorate myself, live through each day somehow
When my holiday comes it seems like I’ll be swallowed by the vacuum cleaner, this flimsy me

That girl that cries stayed quiet with a grim face and fell asleep yesterday
I feel like I’ve got more wrinkles, I feel my shoulders are stiff
I blame this impatience of not getting what I want on my age and circumstance
But even so, I suppose I still want to move forward

Shedding tears as a woman’s weapon is foul play but
other tears will also be seen as cowardice
Set out on the road of thorns today as well, just living is a clear gain

Cry like the rain
Give your umbrella to some lovely guy
Cry like the rain
Sink your depressed self into a puddle

Anyhow, you’ll wash it off again with a soap having the best scent in the world so
It’s the perfect chance given by this woman that brings the rain, slip into the rain and cry

When I put on a cook’s apron, a frilly apron just won’t cut it
Women are like that, right? Looks are also important but it’s about the strength to confront filth

Even if I hide my disgraceful self with perfume, it’ll get in the way of a delicious meal
Worrying and smiling, each day goes on changing
Set out on the road of thorns today as well, just living is a clear gain

Cry like the rain
Give your umbrella to some lovely guy
Cry like the rain
Sink your depressed self into a puddle

Anyhow, you’ll wash it off again with a soap having the best scent in the world so
It’s the perfect chance given by this woman that brings the rain, slip into the rain and cry
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