Romaji

Kyuu ni tada neiki ga hoshiku natte reizouko ni kii wo kakushita no desu
Yume no suki ni gen wo koroshi tatakau fujouri no reggukafu
...Kesa no niji
Shaabettsu no logo ga tokete iru kiiroi kuruma no na wa "hitoraa"
Aketate no yoru wo nedaru shinagawa futou ni niau no desu
...Kesa no goji
Atashi ga kono mama umi ni shizunde mo nani hitotsu yogosareru koto wa arimasennu
Sore sura shiri nagara anata no aizuchi dake nozonde iru atashi wa byouki na no deshou

Koushuu kaidou kara no juutai ga gekika shite nihon no asa wo mimashita
Kakusei wo you suru kyou to iu kibishii mujun ni madou no desu
...Tsuisakki mo
Dore hodo wakasa no ue ni maru de kumogire no egao wo narabedo kawarimasennu
Kodoku wo shiru hodo ni anata no aizuchi dake nozonde iru atashi wa
Anata no sono me ga unazuku toki ni hajimete seimei no oto wo kiku no desu
Biroodo no umi ni mo shikata no nai koto shika nakattara atashi wa dou itashimashou

Honrou sarete iru to iu koto wa joutai to shite utsukushii deshou ka
Iie kirei na hana wa kare minikui katei ga warau no desu
...Itsu no hi mo

English

Suddenly I just wanted to hear your breath as you sleep, so I hid the key in the refrigerator
I kill the present in a corner of my dreams and struggle on with an absurd regular-caf
…2am this morning
The sherbet logo melts, the name of the yellow car is “Hitler”
I cling to the night as morning begins to dawn, it’s like Shinagawa Wharf
…5am this morning
Even if I sink into the sea like this, nothing will be dirtied
Even knowing that, all I want is your small talk, am I sick?

The traffic on the Koshu Highway* got worse as Japan saw in the morning
I need to wake up, I’m thrown by this cruel contradiction called “today”
...Even a little later

No matter how many smiles, just like the gaps in the clouds, I arrange atop my youth, nothing changes
The more I learn of loneliness, the more I long for your small talk
When your eyes say yes, I hear the sound of life for the first time
If nothing can be helped, even in the velvet sea, then what can I do?

Is it beautiful to be tossed about?
No, a beautiful flower dies, and the ugly process laughs
…Every day