"Chiisana Koro Kara" was Judy and Mary's sixth single, released 1995.
It was used as the ending theme of the Fuji TV series "Rooms"

Shiorin sang it in the third "Sakazaki Kounosuke no Momoiro Folk Mura"
episode in 2014

Mus: Yoshihito Onda (恩田快人), Lyr: YUKI (磯谷有希)

TV version:

Kanji

小さな頃から 叱られた夜は
いつも 聞こえてきてた あの小さなじゅもん
静かに流れる 時にいつの日か
あたしは 眠れる森に 連れ去られてた

小さな頃から 見えない力で
あたしを強くさせる あの小さなじゅもん
たくさんの傷と 争う夜にも
抱きしめるたびに いつも震えて響く

すりきれた 言葉達の かけらさえも もう
どこかへ 消えたわ
壊れそうなのは 夢だけじゃないの
窓から差し込む光 もう行かなくちゃ…

かわいた風に ゆきずまっても
こわくはないわ 1人じゃない

すりきれた言葉達を きっといつかまた
愛せる時がくるかしら
少し眠ったら 朝はまたくるは
窓から差し込む光 もう行かなくちゃ…

ただ 歩く ひとごみにまぎれ
いつも なぜか 泣きたくなる

Romaji

Chiisana koro kara shikarareta yoru wa
Itsumo kikoete kiteta ano chiisana jumon
Shizuka ni nagareru toki ni itsu no hi ka
Atashi wa nemureru mori ni tsuresareteta

Chiisana koro kara mienai chikara de
Atashi wo tsuyoku saseru ano chiisana jumon
Takusan no kizu to arasou yoru ni mo
Dakishimeru tabi ni itsumo furuete hibiku

Surikireta kotobatachi no kakera sae mo mou
Dokoka e kieta wa
Kowaresou na no wa yume dake ja nai no
Mado kara sashikomu hikari mou ikanakucha

Kawaita kaze ni yukizumattemo
Kowaku wa nai wa hitori ja nai

Surikireta kotobatachi wo kitto itsuka mata
Aiseru toki ga kuru kashira
Sukoshi nemuttara asa wa mata kuru wa
Mado kara sashikomu hikari mou ikanakucha

Tada aruku hitogomi ni magire
Itsumo nazeka nakitaku naru

Translation

Ever since I was little, on nights when I was scolded
I always heard a little magic spell
The time quietly slipped away, and one day
I disappeared into the sleepy forest

Ever since I was little, that little magic spell
Gave me strength with a power that I couldn’t see
Even on nights when I fight against many wounds
I always tremble when you hold me

Even those worn-out pieces of words
Have disappeared somewhere
It isn’t just my dreams that might be destroyed
That light is shining through my window; I've got to go

Even if I come to a standstill in the dry wind
I’m not afraid, I’m not alone

I wonder if the time will come someday
When I’ll be able to love those worn-out words again
If I sleep a little, the morning will come
That light is shining through my window; I've got to go

I’ll just walk on, blending into the crowd
For some reason, I always feel like crying