La ragazza col fucile ~The girl and gun~
Vocals: Josefa
She’s struggling inside of the endless darkness… She’s struggling inside of that suffering…
She’s struggling inside of the ceaseless rain… She’s struggling inside of that sadness…
She’s struggling inside of the darkness without finale… She’s struggling inside of that pain…
She’s struggling inside of the rain without demise… She’s struggling inside of that sorrow…
After the innocent angel was born, certainly it falls to the earth…
She’s struggling inside of the infinite darkness… She’s struggling inside of that anguish…
She’s struggling inside of the infinite rain… She’s struggling inside of that grief…
After the innocent angel fell, its white wings are dyed red…
Rather than thousands of words, a single bullet round- That which makes destiny obey is power
—A steel determination, a violent force at times, the flame of life
The gun-slinging girl dashes through the rain of sorrow
Ah, even if she is to be summoned to the heavens tomorrow, that sky won’t change, right…?
The gun-slinging girl dashes through the rain of sorrow
Ah, even if she is to be summoned to the heavens tomorrow, that sky won’t change, right…?
The gun-slinging girl dashes through the rain of sorrow
Ah, even if she is to be summoned to the heavens tomorrow, that sky won’t change, right…?
La ragazza col fucile ~Shoujo to Juu~
Vocals: Josefa
Sta contorcendosi in buio infinito… Sta contorcendosi in la sofferenza…
Sta contorcendosi in pioggia interrotta… Sta contorcendosi in la tristezza…
Sta contorcendosi in buio infinito… Sta contorcendosi in la sofferenza…
Sta contorcendosi in pioggia interrotta… Sta contorcendosi in la tristezza…
Poishe angelo innocente inoltre che nasco certamente cade a la terra……
Sta contorcendosi in buio infinito…Sta contorcendosi in la sofferenza…
Sta contorcendosi in pioggia interrotta… Sta contorcendosi in la tristezza…
Poishe angelo innocente inoltre che cadeta tingo rossa l’ala bianca……
Una pallottola che mille parole di Forza che fate il destino seguira
—Volonta della acciaio Occasionalmente violenza violenta La fiamma della vita
La ragazza col fucile sta correndo nella pioggia triste
Ah…Anche se morira domani il cielo puo darsi non cambiera……
La ragazza col fucile sta correndo nella pioggia triste
Ah…Anche se morira domani il cielo puo darsi non cambiera……
La ragazza col fucile sta correndo nella pioggia triste
Ah…Anche se morira domani il cielo puo darsi non cambiera……
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Who are you to judge me and the life i live? I'm not perfect, and I don't claim to be;So before you go pointing your finger at me,make sure your own hands are clean
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