The winter had passed
And the spring [bad word] We have withered
And our hearts are [bad word] from longing

(I'm singing my blues)
Used to the blue tears, blue sorrow
(I'm singing my blues)
The love that I have sent away with the floating clouds, oh oh

Under the same sky, at different places
Because you and I are dangerous
I am leaving you

It's cowardly but I'm hiding because I'm not good enough [bad word] breakup is like the end of the road of love
No words [bad word] me
Perhaps my lifetime's last melodrama
Now its final curtain [bad word] down

I was born and I met you
And I have loved you to death
My cold heart that has been dyed blue
Even with my eyes closed, I can't feel you

I feel like my heart has stopped beating
You and I, frozen there, after a war
Trauma, that has been carved in my head
Once these tears dry up, I will moistly remember my love

I'm neither painful nor lonely
Happiness is all self-talk
I can't stand something [bad word] It's no big deal, I don't care
Inevitable wandering, [bad word] and go

I was born and I met you
And I have loved you to death
My cold heart that has been dyed blue
Even if you have left, I'm still here

*Repeat

Again tonight, underneath that blue moonlight
I will probably fall asleep alone
Even in my dreams, I look for you
And wander around while singing this song

**Repeat (X2)