eriashi fukinukeru
ichibyougoto tsumetaku naru kaze
tonbotachi no haoto
kinmokusei no kaori
konna hi no kuredoki ni wa
sabishiku dareka omoitai
nante ne sora ga ne
sukitooru kara, sunao ni naru yo
watashi wa ima dono atari?
shousetsu to shitara nanpeejime atari?
madamada puroroogu
koi ni sae deau mae da shi
"daisuki" o oikakereba ii?
"tanoshii" o shinjiteyukeba ii?
akaneiro ni somaru
kibou dake shinkokyuu shita
ichou no namikimichi
kareha matoi fuyu o matsu hoshi
nagaku tsuzuku kage
hono amai kokoa no aji
konna hi no kuredoki ni wa
yasashiku dareka mamoritai
nante ne negau no wa
tsuyosa ja nai, yowai kara kamo
watashi wa ima dono atari?
utau to shitara nanfureezume atari?
tsutanai merodi yuuki no kotoba sagashiteru
fuan nara uchikeseba ii?
namida wa nando demo nugueba ii?
konpeki ni hikaru ryuusei ni te o nobashita
watashi wa ima dono atari?
shousetsu to shitara nanpeejime atari?
madamada puroroogu
koi ni sae deau mae da shi
"daisuki" o oikakereba ii?
"tanoshii" o shinjiteyukeba ii?
akaneiro ni somaru
kibou dake shinkokyuu shita
muneippai shinkokyuu shita
English Translation
Wind, blowing past the nape of my neck, growing colder second by second.
The sound of dragonfly wingbeats; the scent of olive trees.
During these sunset times, I'd like to pine for somebody -
Or so I joke; you see, the clarity of the sky makes me honest.
Which part am I at right now?
If this were a novel, which page would this be?
I'm still at the prologue - I have yet to even encounter romance, after all.
Can I chase after "love"?
Can I believe in "fun"?
I took a deep breath of hope, just hope, dyed rose-madder red.
A street lined with ginkgo trees; a planet clad in dry leaves, waiting for winter.
Long shadows; the mild sweetness of cocoa.
During these sunset times, I'd like to tenderly protect somebody -
Or so I joke; maybe that wish comes not from strength, but weakness.
Which part am I at right now?
If I were singing a song, which phrase would this be?
A clumsy melody - I'm searching for the words of courage.
Can I just drown out my anxieties?
Can I just wipe away the tears time after time?
I extended my hand toward the shooting star that shines azure.
Which part am I at right now?
If this were a novel, which page would this be?
I'm still at the prologue - I have yet to even encounter romance, after all.
Can I chase after "love"?
Can I believe in "fun"?
I took a deep breath of hope, just hope, dyed rose-madder red.
I filled my chest with a deep breath.
