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Dialogue: 0,0:00:01.08,0:00:05.38,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(80,220)\blur1}La-la-la,\Nmy master\Nis a singer,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:06.15,0:00:10.41,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(80,220)\blur1}who looks\Ntriumphant\Nas she speaks\Nthe words
Dialogue: 0,0:00:11.18,0:00:15.68,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(80,220)\blur1}People say\Nthey're worthless,\Nordinary songs;
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Dialogue: 0,0:00:41.48,0:00:45.98,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}All day she's in a\Nstaring contest\Nwith her desk,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:46.58,0:00:51.01,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,220)\blur1}writing out\Nthe sounds\Nin her head
Dialogue: 0,0:00:51.65,0:00:56.08,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}Happy things,\Nsad things,\Ndetestable things,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:56.68,0:01:01.18,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}painting them\Nall together on\Nsheets of music
Dialogue: 0,0:01:01.71,0:01:03.98,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,200)\blur1}When you're in\Na song, you can\Ngo anywhere,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:04.25,0:01:06.65,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,200)\blur1}you can be\Nanything;
Dialogue: 0,0:01:07.08,0:01:09.11,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,200)\blur1}Say, to the\Ndark side of\Nthe moon,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:09.45,0:01:11.65,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,200)\blur1}or to the\Nends of\Ndreams
Dialogue: 0,0:01:11.98,0:01:13.71,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,220)\blur1}And as she\Nplays a melody,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:13.98,0:01:16.11,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}for someone\Nshe hasn't\Nyet seen,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:16.55,0:01:21.15,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}even knowing\Nit won't reach...
Dialogue: 0,0:01:21.61,0:01:26.18,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,160)\blur1}Now, it's time\Nto strain your\Nvoice and sing
Dialogue: 0,0:01:26.68,0:01:31.15,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,160)\blur1}Of loneliness,\Nof warmth,\Nto forget it all
Dialogue: 0,0:01:31.58,0:01:36.28,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,160)\blur1}But when\Nmorning comes,\Nit'll be as ever
Dialogue: 0,0:01:36.78,0:01:44.55,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,160)\blur1}See, for\Nanother day,\Nthe night turns\Nto dawn...
Dialogue: 0,0:01:52.08,0:01:56.81,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,220)\blur1}La-la-la,\Nmy master\Nis a singer,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:57.15,0:02:01.91,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,220)\blur1}and little by\Nlittle, comes\Nto sing less
Dialogue: 0,0:02:02.35,0:02:06.95,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}From time to time,\Nshe holds me as if\Nin remembrance,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:07.41,0:02:11.98,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}looking satisfied\Nas she speaks\Nthe words
Dialogue: 0,0:02:12.45,0:02:14.85,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,230)\blur1}"I have nothing\Nmore to sing,"
Dialogue: 0,0:02:15.15,0:02:17.38,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,230)\blur1}she cried on\Nsome nights,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:17.78,0:02:19.88,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(520,220)\blur1}yet said\N"They really\Nsung my praises!"
Dialogue: 0,0:02:20.21,0:02:22.41,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(520,220)\blur1}on joyous\Nothers
Dialogue: 0,0:02:22.88,0:02:24.51,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}If I could have\Njust one wish,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:24.78,0:02:26.85,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}I'd bring things\Nback to then;
Dialogue: 0,0:02:27.28,0:02:31.65,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,220)\blur1}I'd like\Nto sing a\Nsilly song...
Dialogue: 0,0:02:32.28,0:02:37.01,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,220)\blur1}"Say, to strain\Nmy voice\Nand sing,"
Dialogue: 0,0:02:37.41,0:02:42.01,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,220)\blur1}"it's made\Nme tired,\Nif only a little..."
Dialogue: 0,0:02:42.48,0:02:47.15,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,220)\blur1}She closed her\Neyes tight, but\Njust underneath,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:47.68,0:02:49.95,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,220)\blur1}she couldn't\Nhold it in;
Dialogue: 0,0:02:50.21,0:02:55.95,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(160,220)\blur1}she cried\Nher tears...
Dialogue: 0,0:03:13.38,0:03:15.45,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}If it's something\Nyou desire,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:15.68,0:03:17.98,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}then let's\Ncelebrate it\Nwholeheartedly
Dialogue: 0,0:03:18.31,0:03:20.45,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}A toast\Nto new\Ndepartures,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:20.68,0:03:23.15,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}even if I'm\Nnot there...
Dialogue: 0,0:03:23.51,0:03:25.91,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(520,280)\blur1}However,\Nmaster seemed to\Nthink of something,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:26.11,0:03:27.51,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,280)\blur1}and suddenly\Nshe rose;
Dialogue: 0,0:03:27.81,0:03:30.78,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,300)\blur1}"There are still\Nthings precious\Nto me I haven't\Nyet sung,"
Dialogue: 0,0:03:30.98,0:03:33.48,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,220)\blur1}and she took me\Nin her hands...
Dialogue: 0,0:03:37.01,0:03:41.55,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(80,220)\blur1}La-la-la,\Nmy master\Nis a singer,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:41.98,0:03:46.15,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(80,220)\fad(0,800)\blur1}who looked\Ntriumphant\Nas she opened\Nthe case...
Dialogue: 0,0:03:46.88,0:03:51.45,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,160)\blur1}Now, it's time\Nto strain your\Nvoice and sing
Dialogue: 0,0:03:51.91,0:03:52.71,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(550,210)\blur1}Of loneliness,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:53.01,0:03:54.08,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,210)\blur1}of warmth,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:54.31,0:03:56.51,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,220)\blur1}to forget\Nit all
Dialogue: 0,0:03:56.91,0:04:01.51,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(540,160)\blur1}And when\Nmorning comes,\Nit'll be brand new;
Dialogue: 0,0:04:01.98,0:04:04.41,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,200)\blur1}yes, brand\Nnew days,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:04.85,0:04:10.45,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,200)\blur1}and they'll\Ngo on...
Dialogue: 0,0:04:16.28,0:04:22.75,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(560,200)\blur1}They'll\Ngo on...
Dialogue: 0,0:04:53.11,0:04:58.85,Singing,,0,0,0,,{\pos(500,190)\fs36\fad(800,1600)\3c&HFFFFFF&\3a&HAA&\blur4}The Song of\Nthe Singer\N\N{\fs24}Song/Words: Nanou\N\NArt: Mizutama\N\NVideo: Hotarusou