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"A story about being greatful to exist , Shinano"

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This is "Arigatari (ft. Shinano)," a song that expresses gratitude for being able to eat, to see friends, and to simply be alive.

Small happiness is great happiness!
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Perhaps we're being left behind, people
In the end, unable to connect, our hearts weep
Beyond jazz and life, in that encounter
We don't know, we have to meet it

I remember, the flowers of the creation
The answer is drawn to art

Ah, the beauty of the sleeping world
I've even forgotten to count them

Stories following two thousand seasons
Washed daily by the mountains of Nagano


The mountain ranges, the sacred mountains, speaking
Everything is in the rhythm of the pendulum
We were captivated by the talent of ant's storytelling
From the beginning Thank you


A nameless person of great importance
You are in my heart, and fragments of love ring freely
Come over to the eaves, please

Ah, the beauty of the sleeping world
I've forgotten how to count them

Mountain ranges, sacred mountains, speaking
Everything is in the rhythm of a pendulum
And we were captivated by your talent for speaking
Thank you for everything that led us to begin