[bad word] nageki no mori   higurashi no naku…

Sono hi wa totemo hareta hi de   tsumetai kaze suikonda
Toki ga biryou, isshun dake   hari o tometa

one-way, that cannot return twice.
lost child looks for a bright place.

Kawari yuku mono to   sore o nozomu mono
Tooryanse   oide ya

Dareka ga naita   sono koe wa doko?   Sotto sotto, nozoite mite goran yo
Oyasumi yoi ko wa nemure   okite [bad word] ko wa   tete o otosu zo
Aoi tsukikage, ichiboku no?   Kono michi de   komoriuta o kiitara
Matsuri ga hajimari   hi wa mata kiete yuku   [bad word] nageki no mori   higurashi no naku…

Yasashii mono o osoretari   sore ga himei o agetari
Kami o [bad word]   hitomi tojita

one-way, that cannot return twice.
lost child looks for a bright place.

Akaku [bad word] me wa   dare no na o sakebu no?
Tooryanse  tanoshi ya

Yashiro ni utsusu   okizari no kage   kitto kitto, ano ko wa mou inai yo
Hi mo iriai oni no men   osanai emi de   hane o mogaita
Awase kagami ni [bad word] sugata ni   kao ga nai to, kao ga nai to, naitara
Matsuri ga hajimari   hi wa mata kiete yuku   [bad word] nageki no mori   higurashi no naku…

Dareka ga naita   sono koe wa doko?   Sotto sotto, nozoite mite goran yo
Oyasumi yoi ko wa nemure   okite [bad word] ko wa   tete o otosu zo
Aoi tsukikage, ichiboku no?   Kono michi de   komoriuta o kiitara
Matsuri ga hajimari   hi wa mata kiete yuku   [bad word] nageki no mori   higurashi no naku…

In the deep forest of grief, the cicadas cry…

That day was a very sunny day, but I breathed in a cold wind
Time, in just a tiny instant, stopped its needle

one-way, that cannot return twice.
lost child looks for a bright place.

People who change and people who desire so
Let me pass, and [bad word] here

Someone cried; where is that sound? Please try peeking quietly, quietly
Good night, good children sleep and the awake children project hands
Is the pale moonlight from one tree? If you hear a lullaby on this path
Then the festival will start and the flames will vanish again; in the deep forest of grief, the cicadas cry…

Fearing those who are kind, and them giving screams
I wanted to cut away my hair and I closed my eyes

one-way, that cannot return twice.
lost child looks for a bright place.

Whose name does your eyes that dye red call for?
Let me pass; it’ll be fun

The abandoned shadow casted on the shrine; surely, surely, that child doesn’t exist anymore
The day also has a sunset face of a demon, and with a childish smile, I wriggled my wings
If you cry about not having a face, not having a face on your figure reflected in the opposing mirror
Then the festival will start and the flames will vanish again; in the deep forest of grief, the cicadas cry…

Someone cried; where is that sound? Please try peeking quietly, quietly
Good night, good children sleep and the awake children project hands
Is the pale moonlight from one tree? If you hear a lullaby on this path
Then the festival will start and the flames will vanish again; in the deep forest of grief, the cicadas cry…