It's interesting to note that, as far as I can tell, ćććÆć± isn't a real Japanese word. I interpreted as ćęåćć, which I initially took as meaning something along the lines of "divided into moons". Since asian countries originally followed a lunar calendar, the character for moon is also the character for month. This lends itself to the idea that ćććÆć± an artistic method for signifying the idea of a division by months, which makes sense contextually. I personally like to think of it as an emphasis on the subtle changes that occur during a season, and the entire song is translated using this interpretation as a baseline.
ćććÆć± (Tsukiwake)
Artist: ćć«ćć¤ćŗ (Nakanoise)
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Manatsu Ā hiru no jyuusan ji Ā jitensha de kaze wo kiri
Kimi ga matsu ano basho made Ā supiido ha kasoku suru
Mid-summer, one in the afternoon, cutting through the wind on my bike
Until that place where you are waiting, I accelerate my speed
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Mizusoko ni shizunderu Ā hitokakera no omoi ga
Chuu ni ukandekiete Ā tada no haiiro ni naru
Sunken at the bottom of the sea, a fragment of thought,
Fleeting, it disappears from memory, and becomes just a grey
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Tsumetai ame ni utarete Ā boku ha itsumo matteita
The times we meet are always in light blue clothing
Battered by the cold rain, I have always been waiting
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Atatakai mono ga suki
Yasashii mono mo suki
Te wo furinagara kimi ha Ā sou itte hashitteku
"I like hot things."
"I also like kind things."
As you waved your hand, you said those things and ran
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Ame no nioi ni tsutsumarete bokura Ā tsukiwake no kisetsu wo kanjita
Furui apaato no kaiden de Ā kimi to kuchidukeru
Enveloped by the scent of rain, we felt each month of the season pass
On the steps of the old apartment, we kiss each other's lips
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Natsu no hizashi ga shiroku mabushikute Ā tadai no kyori wo miushinatte
Rifurein suru kono oto ga Ā kimi ni todoku to shinjiteiru
The summer sunlight is bright white, hiding our shared distance
The refrain, that repeated sound, I trust that it will reach you
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Ame no nioi ni tsutsumarete bokura Ā tsukiwake no kisetsu wo kanjita
Furui jinja no keidai de Ā kimi to te wo nigiru
Enveloped by the scent of rain, we felt each month of the season pass
On the grounds of the old shrine, we clutch each other's hands
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Natsu no hizashi ga shiroku mabushikute Ā tadai no mirai wo miushinatte
Rifurein suru kono oto ga Ā kimi wo mamoru to shinjiteiru
The summer sunlight is bright white, hiding our shared future
The refrain, that repeated sound, I trust that it will protect you
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