Mayonaka no utaga sakenda
boku hontou wa ano hi kara zutto

akaku [bad word] yuugure no ato
hoshi tachi wa sora ni tsuwari sorezore no oto kanadeteitta

sunao ni nare to iware nakutemo
namida wa mo boku no omoi tsurete ashi moto de chiisana umi ni natta

sora wa ugokanai higa nobori [bad word] dake
jimen wa ugokanai kimi ga [bad word] arukanaika dake da

Mayonaka no uta ga sakenda
boku hontou wa hitori ga kirai da
dai kirai da taisetsu wo [bad word] shimatta ano hi kara zutto

a shiawase nante chiisana SPOON de [bad word] kurai de
Jyuubun nanda [bad word] hito ga [bad word] inaika dake da

kisetsu no nai machi ni sadamikomu otoko no ko
atama wo nagete [bad word] hito ga inakatta dake
soredake nanoni

hoshi to mitsumeau samugari na kodomotachi

mayonaka no utaga sakenda
boku hontou wa hitori ga kirai da
dai kirai da hitoribochi de ikiteyukete shimau nante koto
a shiawase nante chiisana SPOON de [bad word] kurai de
jyuubun nanda [bad word] hito ga [bad word] ka inaika dake--

mayonaka no uta wa sakebiyo
boku hontou wa boku hontou wa
sabishii kata
taiyou no mabiushisa ni kakikesare temo
saa hata wo furoka
kata wa kumoka
tada utao ka
dore demo ii yo
 [bad word] kimi ga [bad word] inaika dake da yo
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The song of midnight shouted out, and ever since then…

The tracks of red, fading twilight
The stars sit on the sky
Every sound was played
Although I can’t say “be honest”, the tears take my thoughts along
small sea formed at my feet

The sky doesn’t move; the sun just rises and falls
The ground doesn’t move; it’s up to you to walk or not

The song of midnight shouted out
The [bad word] is, I hate being alone
I’ve known what is important ever since that day

small spoon is enough to scoop out happiness (lol)
There’s just the question of if there are people to share it with

The days I pretended to be [bad word] back to me
It’s like showing my heart glasswork, a fleeting dream
Throwing purity around is scary
We’ve all pretended we’ve had it at one point in this opaque world we live in

I walked, dragging a heavy freedom along
When the farewell came, it looked like the sky was leaving

The rain of goodbye muttered, and my umbrella was open
And now opened kindness will always be in my chest

I haven’t given up on the hope that we will meet again
I made a promise to the people who sleep with stardust in their beds

There was nobody there for the boy who sat down in a city without seasons*
But despite that…

Cold children that look up at the stars…

The song of midnight shouted out
The [bad word] is, I hate being alone, and not knowing whether you’ll keep on being alone

small spoon is enough to scoop out happiness
There’s just the question of if people exist that can share it

The song of midnight is shouting out
 [bad word] is, I was lonely
Even if it gets erased in the radiance of the sun

Should we wave the flag now? Should [bad word] together?
Should we just sing? Anything is fine
There’s just the question of whether or not you’ll be here or not