Hate naki sekai naraba kono mune ni wa akashi o
Onaji namida nure tara Bokura warai aou
Tokihanateta genjitsu de kizamu kodou ni furēzu o.
Kyoumei shiteku kokoro ni oto o tatete saku namae no nai hana
Osoroi no ibasho bokura mitsukeru-
Yumemiru you ni mezamete
Mirai madete nobashitatte
Tsukamu hanasu kurikaeshi sagashite
Omoitsuiteku iro de kurayami datte nuri kaenagara
Kioku Kizuna Kibou to kasane tara
Mirai Iro Zutto bokura wa egaiteku
Outotsu no tetsu no machi sabishisa ni tsumazuite
Itakunai furi o shite detarame ni warau
Sonna LONLINESS na LONELY nante
Zen hitei de ippo fumidasu yo
Toumei meita kokoro ni akogarete yureru
koware sonna hana tsugi hagino negai bokura sasagete
Namida ga itsuka kawaku hodo
Hayaku mawata MERRY-GO-ROUND
Asobou Asobou Hikari mamire ni naru
Omoi meguteku iro ni kanashimi datte kieteiku kara
Kisetsu kiseki kirei ni utsushiteku
Mirai iro nozonda no wa donna IMAGE
Ashita ni ha waratteiku
Sunadokei no RULE
Hitotsu Hitotsu Koborete iku
Wasurete shimau koto nakushite shimau mono
Ikutsu Ikutsu Aru no?
Yumemiru you ni mezamete
Mirai madete nobashitatte
Tsukamu hanasu kurikaeshi sagashite
Namida ga itsuka kawaku hodo
Hayaku mawata MERRY-GO-ROUND
Asobou Asobou Hikari mamire ni naru
Omoitsuiteku iro de kurayami datte nuri kaenagara
Kioku Kizuna Kibou to kasanetara
Mirai Iro Zutto bokura wa egaiteku
Kirameki o tashikamete egaiteku
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If it’s true that this world is endless, then put your proof onto this heart of mine
When we’re being soaked by the same tears, let's just laugh it all off
With the reality that you've released, tie a nice phrase to your engraved beats
make a sound with your dissonant heart and let that ever-so-nameless flower bloom within
We’ll end up finding each other at the same place
Wake up and pretend you're only dreaming, with your hands stretched out to the distant future
Grab ahold, let it go, and search for it again and again
While we're repainting the pitch-black darkness with the colors that just popped into mind
Pull together memories, bonds, and hopes
and then we can keep on painting these future colors
Stumbling with loneliness in this rugged iron town;
We pretend it doesn’t hurt, laugh like it’s nonsense
It’s that sort of lonely logic that takes us a step towards denial
The swaying, broken flower yearns for another transparent heart
We’re sacrificing our patchwork wishes
This rapidly spinning merry-go-round will someday dry up our tears
We’ll play, we’ll play, and become stained with light
So even sadness will disappear into the colors that we think about
Beautifully transcribing the seasons, our miracles — our future colors
What sort of images do we hope to see?
We’re calling out to tomorrow, but the rule of the hourglass is that it all slips away on by one
How many, how many things have I forgotten, things that I’ve lost?
Wake up and pretend you're only dreaming, with your hands stretched out to the distant future
Grab ahold, let it go, and search for it again and again
This rapidly spinning merry-go-round will someday dry up our tears
We’ll play, we’ll play, and become stained with light
While we're repainting the pitch-black darkness with the colors that just popped into mind
Pull together memories, bonds, and hopes
and then we can keep on painting these future colors
Checking the glimmers and painting
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