wasurete shimau darou
katani [bad word] kanashimi wa [bad word] hoshi no te ni dakare

tameiki hitotsu de RESET [bad word] mugen no LOOP no you na hibisa
migimuke hidari ga toomawari demo sore de iinda

kazega [bad word] wa kiitto [bad word] no sukima wo tobikau zetsuon ga kimi ni kikoe naiyouni

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune [bad word] gensou
wasurete shimau darou
kata ni [bad word] kanashimi wa [bad word] hoshi no te ni dakare

riyuu nante iranakkatte ano hi
yubi de nazo wo takagayaki hamada
nemuri sae [bad word] nara sore de iinda

ame ga furi yamanainowa kiitto [bad word] kami nagareyuku sono namida
dare mo kizuka nai youni

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune [bad word] gensou
wasurete shimau darou
kata ni [bad word] kanashimi wa [bad word] hoshi no te ni dakare

ano hoshi ya kimi no namae wa shiranai kedo
sono kagayaki wa dokokara mo yoku [bad word] 
namida wo [bad word] nomo
ume wo [bad word] no mo
sore wa dareka jyanai kimi jyanakya dekinainda

yozora ni egakareta
hoshi wo tsunagu monogatari sono mune [bad word] gensou
wasurewa shinaidarou
mawari michi ni saiteta hana naita ato no kizuatomo
kakae ta mama [bad word] yukeba ii

LM.- 88 (eng)

You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

With a sigh, things get reset
The days that are like an infinite loop
"Turn right and left", even if that's out of the way, that's fine
The reason why the wind blows against me is probably
To cause the noise [bad word] through the buildings
So you won't hear me

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

The days that I did not need a reason
The luster that I traced with my finger is still
If I can forget to sleep, that's fine
The reason why it rains and does not stop is probably
For when you bite your lip and tear
So, no one will notice that

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
You would probably forget
The sadness building on your shoulders are held by the shooting stars

That star doesn't know your name, but
I can see the brightness even from here
To stop those tears
To see those dreams
No one else but you can do it

Drawing on the sky
The story that connects the the stars is an illusion that I was craving in my heart
I would probably not forget
The flower that blossomed in the detour, the remains of your tears and wounds
Just continue to walk while holding it