However I can’t forget sadness; in this [bad word] 
I can’t remember
How far away is the end of this boring song
Where have I always been?
And what I dreamt of while sleeping
How many times, how many times have I been afraid to forget it?

Although in that voice of yours there was sorrow
You were secluding yourself but I still want
To memorize where’s the door, just smile
Inside my mouth it has always, always hurt
And even my index finger is somehow scaring

I don’t understand why people make promises; the [bad word] is something
I have never said
The words inside my head have always confused me but
It’s only that, only that

There are things I can’t forget, but it’s only that
They have never disappeared, I’m smiling

You fight just once, you even feel pain just once
And yet, I have never understand in what I’m entwined
Where have I always been?
But what I dreamt of while sleeping
How many times, how many times have I forget it?

The tragic, pessimistic myself
 [bad word] today and tomorrow
To be alive, and to cheat
I still think there’s a difference

There are things I can’t remember, entwining me
I firmly step forward; it’s not a bad thing

“I already hate this world”
I can say, but I just want to be loved
I’ve always, always wanted to go away, in a distant place
Reconciling with that world
But still, if now, if tomorrow
Won’t change, everything will disappear

There are things I can’t forget, but it’s only that
They have never disappeared, I’m smiling
Far away