Romaji

Kyuu ni mijikaku kitta maegami
Kagami goshi ni serufu pootoreeto
Hitoribocchi ni natta sono asa
Itsumo yori mo sora ga takaku mieta

Doko e yukou hitorikiri
Mokutekichi mo chizu mo nai
Ryouude wo nukeru soyokaze wa tsumetai
Supiido wo agete yukou
Hitotsu hitotsu yakitsukete
Dore kurai ikeba
Anata ni awanaku naru kana?

Fly kaze no you ni oozora wo kakenukeru shiroi kanaria
Fly anata no me wo kasumete yuku kara tsukamaete misete

Toku ni bijin ja nai shi medatanai
Chaamu pointo da yo to anata wa itta

Kazemuki ga kawatta nara mi wo yudanete nagareyou
Dore kurai ittemo anata ni aenai no nara

Fly kaze no you ni oozora wo kakenukeru shiroi kanaria
Fly anata no me wo kasumete yuku kara tsukamaete misete

Fly kogeta hada to shinkirou karakara no natsu wo mataide
Fly anata no me wo kasumete yuku kara tsukamaete misete

Doko e yukou hitorikiri
Mokutekichi mo chizu mo nai
Ryouude wo nukeru soyokaze wa tsumetai
Supiido wo agete yukou
Hitotsu hitotsu yakitsukete
Dore kurai ikeba anata ni awanai?

Fly kaze no you ni oozora wo kakenukeru shiroi kanaria
Fly anata no me wo kasumete yuku kara tsukamaete misete

Fly kogeta hada to shinkirou karakara no natsu wo mataide
Fly anata no me wo kasumete yuku kara tsukamaete misete

English

The fringe I suddenly cut short
My self portrait in the mirror
That morning when I was left alone
The sky seemed even higher than usual

Where will I go on my own?
I have neither a destination nor a map
The breeze that penetrates my arms is cold
I’ll speed up
One thing after another being branded on me
How far do I have to go
So that I won’t see you again?

Fly, a white canary flying through the wide sky, like the wind
Fly, now that I’ve caught your eye, grab me

I’m not all that pretty and I don’t stand out
You said that was my charm

If the wind has changed, I’ll entrust my body to it and let it sweep me away
If there’s nothing I can say to see you again

Fly, a white canary flying through the wide sky, like the wind
Fly, now that I’ve caught your eye, grab me

Fly, stepping through the image of your burning skin and the dry summer
Fly, now that I’ve caught your eye, grab me

Where will I go on my own?
I have neither a destination nor a map
The breeze that penetrates my arms is cold
I’ll speed up
One thing after another being branded on me
How far do I have to go
So that I won’t see you again?

Fly, a white canary flying through the wide sky, like the wind
Fly, now that I’ve caught your eye, grab me

Fly, stepping through the image of your burning skin and the dry summer
Fly, now that I’ve caught your eye, grab me