Hydrangea Love

⋆ Japanese Track

⋆ Release Date: June 30 2023 (as part of TXT's 2nd Japanese studio-album, SWEET)

⋆ Genre: Lyrical Mid-Tempo Ballad

⋆ Other Info: 'Saiko no Seito: Yomei Ichinen no Last Dance' OST

⋆ Producing Credits: Yuuri, KENTZ

⋆ Writing/Composing Credits: Yuuri

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CONTEXT - THE MEANING OF HYDRANGEAS:

In Japanese culture, hydrangeas (see below) are often seen as flowers of shifting, layered emotion. Their colors change with their environment and their blooms form from many small petals clustered together. Because of this, they are traditionally associated with feelings that evolve over time: gratitude, quiet affection, uncertainty, regret, or love that is difficult to express. A hydrangea does not symbolize bold confession so much as unspoken depth: emotions conveyed through presence rather than words. In the song, the hydrangea becomes a metaphor for love that grows slowly - not perfect or idealized, but cherished because of the small moments that accumulate over time. It suggests a relationship where imperfections are accepted, affection deepens through everyday closeness, and emotional growth unfolds quietly. Just as a hydrangea’s color shifts with its surroundings, the song reflects a love that changes both people. In essence, it portrays love as something gathered petal by petal, becoming profound through its quiet resilience and evolving complexity - much like a hydrangea in full bloom.

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LYRICS - ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Even if I’m not the kind of person you think I am,

Even if you’re not the kind of person I think you are,

The more time we spend together,

The more I come to know you

No matter how many times,

No matter how many times we part,

I won't assume fate will just bring us together

But I know we will meet again,

I’m right here, holding onto that.

I like you, I like you,

I love you, you who's formed from fragments

A love like hydrangeas,

One by one, everything becomes you.

Even if you’re not the kind of person I think you are,

Even if I’m not the kind of person you think I am,

If I weren’t who I am, we never would have met

I hope we can feel that this is enough

Always, always, "thank you"

Words alone surely can’t convey it,

They’re never enough, they fall short,

I hold them tightly with both hands.

I like you, I like you,

I love you, you who's formed from fragments

A love like hydrangeas,

One by one, everything becomes you.

It doesn’t matter how far we can go,

Just laughing by your side is enough,

I don’t wish for anything more,

I just want to grant your wishes.

I like you, I like you,

I love you, you who's formed from fragments

Days like hydrangeas,

One by one, they overlap.

I like you, I like you,

I love you, you who's formed from fragments

A love like hydrangeas,

One by one, everything becomes you.