Wa –cycle-

Wa –cycle- (環-cycle-) is the first ending of first season of The Ancient Magus' Bride, sung by Hana Itoki.

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枝に結ぶ　実が熟す前に 落ちてしまわぬよう 苦しいほどに　また咲き乱れる 朝へ　つなぐよう
 * -|Kanji =

何度繰り返し　繰り返し　生まれても いつも　新しい　空を見せてあげよう

誰もまだ誰も　書いてない物語 白い　真っ白い地図に　描いてゆこう

eda ni musubu mi ga jukusu mae ni ochite shimawanu you kurushii hodo ni mata sakimidareru asa e tsunagu you
 * -|Romaji =

nando kurikaeshi kurikaeshi umaretemo itsumo atarashii sora o misete ageyou

daremo mada daremo kaitenai monogatari shiroi masshiroi chizu ni kaite yukou

To keep the seeds that bore fruit on this branch From falling before they ripen I bloom again, so much it hurts To connect myself to tomorrow.
 * -|English (Translated) =

Even as they’re born again and again, I’ll always show them a brand new sky.

I’ll pen a story that no one, no one has ever written. On a map so white, pure white, I’ll continue to write.

Full version
枝に結ぶ　実が熟す前に 落ちてしまわぬよう 苦しいほどに　また咲き乱れる 朝へ　つなぐよう
 * -|Kanji =

何度繰り返し　繰り返し　生まれても いつも　新しい　空を見せてあげよう

還る場所が　あればどこへでも 飛んで行けるだろう 羽ばたくこころ　明日よりも遠く 風に　のせたら

誰もまだ誰も　書いてない物語 白い　真っ白い地図に　描いてゆこう

何度繰り返し　繰り返し　生まれても ここへ　迷わずに　帰れるはずだから

eda ni musubu mi ga jukusu mae ni ochite shimawanu you kurushii hodo ni mata sakimidareru asa e tsunagu you
 * -|Romaji =

nando kurikaeshi kurikaeshi umaretemo itsumo atarashii sora o misete ageyou

kaeru basho ga areba doko e demo tondeikeru darou habataku kokoro asu yori mo tooku kaze ni nosetara

daremo mada daremo kaitenai monogatari shiroi masshiroi chizu ni kaite yukou

nando kurikaeshi kurikaeshi umaretemo koko e mayowazu ni kaereru hazu dakara

To keep the seeds that bore fruit on this branch From falling before they ripen I bloom again, so much it hurts To connect myself to the coming morning.
 * -|English (Translated) =

Even as they’re born again and again, I’ll always show them a brand new sky.

If they have a place to return, They can surely fly almost anywhere… If my flapping heart can ride the wind, Flying beyond tomorrow…

I’ll pen a story that no one, no one has ever written. On a map so white, pure white, I’ll continue to write.

Even as they’re born again and again, I believe they’ll always return here.