Dore dake aisareruka janakute
Kouda Mariko
Not Loved How Much, But How Loved
How much am I loved, not how much I am loved
I want to convey my love, I want to hold you right now
Always the same 'good morning' from you
Without even looking, you answer with a grunt
Someday, I finally realized
In your avoiding eyes, the love I had gotten used to
Not loved how much, but how loved
Just being pursued, I'm sure I hurt you
How much am I loved, not how much I am loved
I want to reach my tears, I can become gentle right away
Quiet days overlapping with each other
We've become like fools, haven't we?
Not loved how much, but how loved
Just being pursued, I'm sure I hurt you
How much am I loved, not how much I am loved
I want to reach my tears, I can become gentle right away
Always, I want to gaze straight into those eyes
