Un anime curiosote para verse en estas calurosas tardes de verano que nos esperan.
There is a world in which an endless rain of dark ash fills the sky, and covers the earth. Humanity, fearing the ash that burns and melts away human flesh, had no choice but to cover themselves in protective suits, and their faces with gigantic masks. Bundled up in their suits and hidden away behind their masks, the people have fled deep within the underground. This is the story of the children growing up in this fearful world, this is “COCOLORS”.
I want to be near fresh laundry It’s been too many years of not folding
These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
I want to attend nice parties ‘Round my neck and head, thin jewelleryThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing These days (these days) These days (these days)You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has changed too much? Then tell me, who am I? (Oh) You said you’re always on my side But what if my side has lived too long? Something has to die
Who am I?
I want to wake up (I want to wake up) To friends calling (friends calling) I think I’ve had enough (think I’ve had enough) Of hard mornings (hard mornings)These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing These days (these days) These days (these days)You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has changed too much? Then tell me, who am I? (Oh) You said you’re always on my side But what if my side has lived too long? Something has to die
Who am I? Who am I?
I want to be near fresh laundry Fresh laundry Fresh laundry
