Romaji

Asa no otozure wo mijin mo kanjinai yoru
Yami wa kono saki no nihon wo kangaeru no ka
Terebi mo tameiki mo tokei wo metta ni tomenai
Nani ga kore hodo made ni munashisa wo yobu no da?

Anata no heya no rusubandenwa ga chikagoro made ni hataraite iru no nazeka sukoshi mo ki ni naranai no yo
Nobashita kami mo imi nai kara

Kotoba de ana wo umete mo mitasareru hazu nado nai
Hi no de wo machikirenu mama hasami wo sagashidasu
Anata wa subete wo atashi ga kicchatte mo kikanai...

Natsu ni mita no wa jitsuzai shinai hito datta
Samuku naru made shiranaide aishite shimatta
Imagoro ni natte kara "zenbu enjite ita" nante
Juwaki goshi ni nakareta tte kocchi ga nakisou

Anata ga atashi dake yonde ite mo ikura suteki ni ki wo hiite ite mo toki ga sude ni ososugiru no yo
Kotaeru doryoku mo shinai kara

Kono umi wo mata otozure omoidasou to aruku
Nami wo tomeru koto yori wa tayasui to kanjiru no ni
Atashi no kimochi wa doko ni itta tte modoranai

"Uso wo tsuki tsukareru mono" anata wa sou warau ga
Manuke na atashi wo hajime fukanou na jinshu mo iru
Umaku mae ni susumezu ni bukiyou ni taoreru nara
Okiagaru dougu hitotsu motanaide shinde iku wa
Satsui dake shimattara atashi wa saigo no ima
"Kikai no you ni amari baka ni shinaide" tte iitai...

English

On nights when I don’t feel a thing for the morning to come
Will the darkness think about the direction Japan is going in?
We hardly ever stop our TVs or our sighs or our clocks
What’s caused things to become so empty?

Even at the moment, the answerphone in your room has said you’re working; for some reason it doesn’t bother me one bit
Even the fact that my hair’s grown doesn’t mean anything

Even if you fill the whole with words, I don’t even expect them to satisfy me
Unable to wait for the day to end, I reach for the scissors
Even if I cut everything, it’ll have no effect on you…

What I saw that summer was someone who wasn’t really alive
I loved you wthout even realising it until the weather grew cold
And even now, when I hear you cry down the phone
Saying “it was all an act!” I feel like crying too

Even if you call only me, no matter how marvellously you catch my eye, it’s too late now
I won’t even try to answer you

I come back to this beach and take a walk for memories’ sake
But though it feels easier than stopping the waves
My feelings for you won’t come back, wherever I go

“I lie and get lied to”, you laugh
But you can’t do that to some people, and silly old me is one of them
If you can’t move forward and fall clumsily
You don’t have anything to help you back up, so you’ll die
Choking back the urge to kill you, I want to say this to you in your last moments:
“Don’t make a fool of me and treat me like a machine”