- Ayano's Theory of Happiness -

What I thought back on was, again, my family;
"Ayano is your big sister, so get along with her, everyone!"

In a little house with red brick walls,
They whisper to each other, as if making secret plans 
In the three pairs of red eyes brought here 
Lie pasts they have hidden from adults 

With fear in their eyes, they cry "I'm just a monster"
So I tell them, "That's not [bad word] at all"
"Red is the color of a hero, so there's no need to be afraid"

Wondering what they would find fun, I am playing the big sister again 
"Hey, look!" I wrapped myself up in a red scarf;
"We're like secret agents!"

Dyed in madder red, we'll begin,
even if we're merely playing heroes
"As long as we can manage just a little smile..."
We will be family still today
I pray for happiness in the future ahead, so however sad it may be...
"Now keep this a secret!" The sun sets with us laughing

The spring breeze blows, and the now-adult world 
Is irrationally bent, as if conspired to be 
The thick and faded tears of loved ones
Go unnoticed by all, turning black

Things had gone crazy, but by the time I noticed,
I could not tell anyone
"No, no, I don't want to be destroyed!"
There came a world where happiness ends

"Red colored eyes, please. No more; don't [bad word] to anyone else's future." 
I thought as I cried again, keeping it hidden with a smile

"If I had those red eyes myself, could I save someone's future?"
Awkward and shameful, this is my lonely plan

Now that I'm gone, I wonder if those secret agents 
Are still getting along, and smiling together? 
I'm sure they must be upset with me
But I wonder if I have [bad word] their "big sister" now

Please try to remember that word I loved;
"Happiness" is a curious thing,
So I hope you can love tomorrow...