Orenji no sora wa ima ni mo kuzure sou da
Sugu soko ni [bad word] wo [bad word] you da
Hizun da shikai no hito mo yozora no hoshi tachi demo
Kizamareteiku speed of flow

Mitsume au nara sugu ni kawasu kisu wo
Gurasu ga [bad word] yoru ni.. [bad word] ni...
Mistume au nara [bad word] yubi no kanshoku dake de sagasu [bad word] ni...

Furaito mistumeta pyua na shounen no hitomi damashiai no yasui yokubou mo
Monokuro no pikucha shiwakucha kao sutori
Kizamareteiku speed of flow

Mitsume au nara sugu ni kawasu kisu wo
Gurasu ga [bad word] yoru ni... [bad word] ni...
Itsuka sayonara yume no naka demo ima wo yubisaki dake de [bad word] yoru ni...
Speed of flow

Orenji no sora wa ima ni mo kuzure sou da
Owari ga hajimatte [bad word] mirai ga umarete
Koko ni [bad word] you ni [bad word] ga ima sugu soko ni [bad word] ga

Mitsume au nara sugu ni kawasu kisu wo
Gurasu ga [bad word] yoru ni... [bad word] ni...
Kodoku na [bad word] mo noizu no machi mo ima wo ashioto dake ga hibiku [bad word] ni

The orange sky looks as if though it will now collapse
Such as the night informs us of its arrival.
The distorted vision of a person and the night sky's stars
are all engraved within the speed of flow.

If we should meet as we gaze, then we exchange a kiss
across the glass which lacks the night.. the night..
If we should meet as we gaze, I will only remember the feeling of my fingers searching the night.

I have witnessed fright, the eyes of a pure juvenile, the thoughtless cheating, and despair too.
This monochrome picture, the wrinkled up face's story
is all engraved within the speed of flow.

If we should meet as we gaze, then we exchange a kiss
across glass which lacks the night.. the night..
Someday I'll say farewell within a dream, but right now my fingertips will only trace the night
oh speed of flow

The orange sky looks as if though it will now collapse
The end is beginning and the future is being born
Right here the informing night is now [bad word] the night itself.

If we should meet as we gaze, then we exchange a kiss
across the glass which lacks the night.. the night..
The isolated night, as well as the noise in the city, are now only footsteps resounding in the night...

Оранжевое небо рассыпается на кусочки,
Предрекая приход ночи.
Ночное небо покрывает тенью наши
Взгляды и все звезды, чтобы достичь 
Скорости света.
Если мы ещё увидимся, я поцелую тебя 
Так, что стекла разобьются вдребезги
В ночи... В ночи...
Если мы ещё встретимся, я буду помнить
Только прикосновения твоих рук,
Невидимые в ночи...