
The Roseð¹
Bette Midler / ð¹: Sorane
å®¶æããã¿ã§ãäžè©±ã«ãªã£ã倧åãªæ¹ãž å§åйã§å¿ããããŠèŽããŸãð¹ð ððžâ ãå®¶æã®å¿ã«å¹³åã蚪ããããšãç¥ããŸãã ãšã¢ãã¢äœããŸããã https://nana-music.com/sounds/06e165c2 Youtubeã«ç»åä»ãã§ãæçš¿ããŸããã Grace(ððððå) Pf. Sorane, Double Bass. pe_nyoãã, Vo. Sora) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TfRYmLuwmyk ð¹Special Thanksð¹ pe_nyoãããã³ã³ãã©ãã¹å ¥ãð»22äœð https://nana-music.com/sounds/06e014d2 â¬ïžã«ãkassnããã®ã«ãã³å ¥ãð¥ https://nana-music.com/sounds/06e08644 Dedicated to our host father in the States who was not only brilliant but also a warm and charming gentleman with a sense of humour. R.I.P. My friend collaborated with me on the double bass. Please have a listen to this one as well. https://nana-music.com/sounds/06e014d2 âïž.*ïŸâââââââââââïŸïœ¥*.ïžïžâïžïžïžïž Here are the lyrics I love: âJust remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow lies the seed that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes the roseâ May the spring that is coming softly warm your sorrow, and bring many roses into bloom within your heart.ð¹ (åèš³) å³ããéªã®é¥ãäžã§ç ã£ãŠããçš®ã¯ã倪éœã®æãšå ±ã«æ¥ã«èèãå²ãã ãšããæè©ã奜ãã§ãã æ²ããæ°æã¡ããããããã£ãŠããæ¥ãæž©ããŠãããŠå¿ã«æ²¢å±±ã®èèãå²ãããŠãããŸãããã«ð¹ âïž.*ïŸâââââââââââïŸïœ¥*.ïžïžâïžïžïžïž Piano: my sister, Sorane VocalïŒChorus: Sora ðŒ Lyrics 1. Some say love it is a river æã¯å·ã ãšãã人ããã That drowns the tender reed æãããèŠãæ²ããå·ã ãš Some say love it is a razor æã¯ååã ãšãã人ããã That leaves your soul to bleed å¿ããè¡ãæµãããååã ãš Some say love it is a hunger æã¯é£¢ãã ãšãã人ããã An endless aching need çµ¶ãéãªãçã¿ç¶ããæ¬ ä¹ã ãš I say love it is a flower ç§ã«ãšã£ãŠæãšã¯è± And you its only seed ãããŠããªãããããã®çš® 2. It's the heart afraid of breaking å·ã€ãããšãæããå¿ã¯ That never learns to dance ãã€ãŸã§ãèãæ¹ãåŠã¶ããšã¯ãªã It's the dream afraid of waking 倢ããèŠããããšãæããŠããã That never takes the chance ãã£ã³ã¹ãã€ããããšã¯ãªã It's the one who won't be taken ä»äººãã奪ãããããšã®ãªã人㯠Who cannot seem to give ãã£ãšäœããäžããããšãã§ããªã And the soul afraid of dyin' ãããŠæ»ãæããé㯠That never learns to live çãæ¹ãåŠã¶ããšã¯ãªã 3. When the night has been too lonely å€ã¯ãšãŠãå€ç¬ã ãšæãç¶ããŠã㊠And the road has been too long éããã£ãšé·ãå ãŸã§ç¶ããŠãæ°ãã㊠And you think that love is only ãããªããªããæãšã¯ãã For the lucky and the strong 幞éã§åŒ·ã人ã ãã®ãã®ã ãšæããªã Just remember in the winter ãã æãåºã㊠å¬ã®éã Far beneath the bitter snows å³ããéªã®é¥ãäžã§ã¯ Lies the seed that with the sun's love 倪éœã®æãšå ±ã«çš®ãç ã£ãŠãã In the spring becomes the rose ãããŠæ¥ã«ã¯èèãå²ããã®ã âïž.*ïŸâââââââââââïŸïœ¥*.ïžïžâïžïžïžïž 3äœð¥ðð»ÂŽ- #Sorane_therose #Sorane_Bettemidler #therose #Bettemidler #空_Sora_Bettemidler #空_Sora_å§åйã³ã©ã #Thankyouforeverything
