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In the end...
it was what you would call
an ordinary day.
We didn't know...
what we wanted to do.
We didn't know...
what we should do.
We just let the clock tick by...
A moratorium sort of life.
The everyday happenings...
of a natural world.
While I did feel a bit dissatisfied...
when nothing was going on...
"Oh, well."
"There's still plenty of time."
...I could just tell myself...
and aimlessly look to the next day
and repeat.
But still...
this had its own sort of essence...
of the unordinary...
and really wasn't too bad.
As for almost getting killed
by a classmate...
and encountering some rampaging...
monster in a gray, uninhabited world...
those things just don't happen that often.
That's right.
I wanted everything...
to stay this way.
Wouldn't anyone agree...
normally?
But...
there was someone who didn't agree.
You know who.
Haruhi Suzumiya.
Die er Sie, kleine schwarzweiss.
Ich ergibst Fahneneid
das es wahr ist valchietus
Ich gieren! Ich morden!
Die er Eid gute Wahl Zeiten.
Wanting light,
I reached out into the darkness
Waiting to awaken was...
an unknown world
And so, someone's smile
which flickers in his heart
embracing it
Even as he wanders, lost
The man who continues onwards
remembers the bonds
Which cut through the mist
that obscures his path
Painting a dream of the way home,
the legend crosses the sky
Black night... white breath..
he sings
To the Alice
of the pure bud...
Even if you put your feelings into them,
words are sometimes powerless
Only those who act
can grasp the truth
And so, the girl's decision
which shines in her heart
Grasps for the oar and begins
to row to a faraway place
Obtaining the strength
to shake off
The mist that reflects false images,
confusing the beholder...
The legend searches for the door
out of the dream of confusion
Black worm... white mist...
she issues a challenge
To the malice
of the merciless forest...
The story which has as...
many meetings as connections
Will surely reach the atelier,
riding a gust of wind
We will meet someday...
ah... because you're not alone
Even if the path is hard...
even if today is bad...
if you smile, surely...
And soon, their wishes
which flutter in their hearts
ill spread their wings
and fly around the world
Gathering up the scattered homes,
they will release the light
Which blows away the mist
that isolates everything...
Like the dream of a white night,
the legend spins eternity
Black sword... white ash...
Destiny is returning
To the irises
of your eyes...
Ich ergibst Fahneneid
das es wahr ist valchietus
Ich gieren! Ich morden!
Die er Eid gute Wahl Zeiten.
Ich ergibst Atelier
das es wahr ist Alchemie.
Ich gieren! Ich morden!
Die er Sie Morgen Schwarzweiss.