Omoide o tsunde kimasho Hana o tsunde kimasho
Mune no yami ni ichirin sashi [bad word] no

Itsu datte ikidomari de [bad word] nigerarenai
Sora no tori e kanashimi nose tobasu no

Koko wa karinui
Watashi o [bad word] eien
Iki mo kaeri mo sugite yuku wa yume

Hi ga kurete kage o kakusu Hitori nakitaku [bad word] Kuroku nijimu hitomi no naka kowakute

Koko wa karinui
Sekai o anda eien
Iki mo kaeri mo tsuite [bad word] wa kaze

Sukoshi dake [bad word] naita…

Koko wa karinui
Watashi o [bad word] eien
Iki mo kaeri mo sugite yuku wa yume

TRANSLATION

Let’s pick memories; let’s pick flowers
I raise a single flower to the darkness in my chest and decorate it

At a dead end all the time
I can never escape
I’ll let my sorrow ride on the birds in the sky and fly

This place is the basting
The eternity that binds me
Whose going and returning passes by me is a dream

The sun sets and hides the shadows; alone, I feel like crying
The centers of my eyes that stain black grow afraid

This place is the basting
The eternity that knitted the world
Whose going and returning follows is the wind

I strayed away for a moment and wept…

This place is the basting
The eternity that binds me
Whose going and returning passes by me is a dream