This city, which has even forgotten how to shine,
Is flooded with neon lights
Is flooded with the blinds
In this slum where any ambition has decayed
I looked up at the night sky
Slashed into pieces by the skyscrapers

This world where no dreams exist.

In this city, where I can't even see any shining stars
Looking for the end in the night sky
I lifted up my weak fingers
Looking for an answer...

My throbbing, swaying heart
Not being able to believe in anything, anybody
It was my rosy heart that was blooming
Throbbing, shaking... in this world
Not being able to love anything, anybody
Like a petal that's so vivid it's almost forlorn...

ROSIER
I [bad word] close
ROSIER
To you whom I loved
ROSIER
I can't embrace
ROSIER
I love you too much...

I've pricked my heart

By the time I knew, I was born
Reason or quest, not being told
What do I do, What should I take
Words "God Only Knows" won't work for me
(I think he means "Only God Knows")
Nothing starts Nothing ends in this city
Exists only sever (severe?) lonesome and [bad word] reality
But still I search for light
I am the trigger. I choose my final way
Whether I bloom or fall is up to me

I am the trigger

My throbbing, swaying heart
Not being able to believe in anything, anybody
It was my rosy heart that was blooming
Throbbing, shaking... in this world
Not being able to love anything, anybody
I a petal? I going to fall desolately??

ROSIER
I [bad word] close
ROSIER
To you whom I loved
ROSIER
I can't embrace
ROSIER
Even myself.

"I am the trigger."