Romaji

Sono hana wa
Taberarenu kajitsu wo kakusu ka no you ni
Hosonagaku sakamukeru
Ibara wo atari hawaseta

Kasoku tsuzukeru wakugumi sareta toshi de
Mizukara ni yoishireru yoroi nado iru no ka

Tokihanete
Nemuri ni tsuita subete no yuusha yo
Chi wo hai
Kakikuzushita
Anata ni mukui wo
Atatakana hikari saegiru ibara wo otoshite
Hadaka de tsumitorareru
Sono utsukushisa wo

Hoetatete aragaedo michi wa sebamu ippou wa
Hariageta koe sura mo hajite tooku kakikieru

Sugisatte yuku gunshuu no katawara de
Tachidomari utsumuite ashimoto wo nagameta

Tokihanete
Kumo ni kakureru subete no yuushi yo
Chi wo hai
Todomaru yoru
Arata na kioku wo
Tagatame ni hana wa mebaete
Maichiru mono ka wo
Suashi de fumitoraeru
Sono takumashisa wo

Kasoku wa yamanu
Anata no i ni somuite
Mizukara ni yoishireru jikan nado aru no ka

Tokihanete
Nemuri ni tsuita subete no yuusha yo
Chi wo hai
Kakikuzushita
Anata ni mukui wo
Atatakana
Hi no sasu oka wo
Odayaka na yoru wo
Hadaka de tsumitorareru
Sono utsukushisa de

English

That flower
Has long, thin thorns
Sticking out all over it
As if it’s concealing a fruit that can’t be eaten

In the years one’s framework is being laid faster and faster
Do we need an armour of self-fascination?

Be set free
All you sleeping heroes
And crawl the earth
As recompense for you
Who have been torn down
Pull down the thorns that block the warm light
And naked, pluck
That beauty

The road where I raised my voice in defiance, and the side that’s getting narrow
And even raising my voice, I get so ashamed of them that they disappear far away

I stopped near a vanishing community
And hung my head and looked at the ground

Be set free
All you heroes hidden by the clouds
And crawl the earth
As the night drags on
A new memory
And whether, if a blower blooms for someone’s sake
Its petals fall afterwards
Pick up that strength
With your bare foot

Is there time for self-fascination?
Defying your will
As you keep speeding up

Be set free
All you sleeping heroes
And crawl the earth
As recompense for you
Who have been torn down
Pull down the thorns that block the warm light
And naked, pluck
That beauty