Nujabes Quotes

They believe anything as long as it's served to them on a silver platter.

Sade, Jai Wolf, Chet Porter, Nujabes, J Dilla—

When dawn breaks again, we'll say our farewells Our dreams become distant phantoms The times we were embraced In the light that chased you Relying on the warm winds Heralding spring, The wild plants start to dance Summer in Uji, Such dry, arabesque fields The round autumn moon, Risen in celebration Winter passes, And I again count the days Under my eyelids still resides Vestiges of summer And those too-distant skies (it was warm) Holding hands, as we picked the flowers -- we sang Memories of that evening (I wasn't there) For three months from August The clouds fall under the sway of the moon And I awaken to the fact That you'll never come back I realize I'm alone I'll go on a journey to find you Now my memories within awaken And now I start to walk To wherever you are When dawn breaks again, we'll say our farewells Our dreams become distant phantoms The times we were embraced In the light that chased you Relying on the warm winds Heralding spring, The wild plants start to dance Summer in Uji, Such dry, arabesque fields The round autumn moon, Risen in celebration Winter passes, And I again count the days It's seven o'clock Near you, beneath the cypress trees Your arm on my shoulders With you, a souvenir of the fragrant flowers we saw If the road leading to our reunion were there -- But that doesn't matter, you won't come back again Do you suppose -- Will these tears stop flowing ? The tailwinds scream The silence is broken Fearing nothing, I move on Carrying the golden flowers I'll see you, and I'll again know kindness (Now) The silence is broken Fearing nothing, I move on Carrying the golden flowers I'll see you, and I'll again know kindness Heralding spring, The wild plants start to dance Summer in Uji, Such dry, arabesque fields The round autumn moon, Risen in celebration Winter passes, And I again count the days Heralding spring, We dance and samba Summer in Uji, Such dry, arabesque fields The round autumn moon, Risen in celebration Winter passes, And I again count the days When dawn breaks again, we'll say our farewells Our dreams become distant phantoms The times we were embraced In the light that chased you Relying on the warm winds