jaa ne boku ha mukougawa he
jaa ne kimi to mukougawa he
te wo tsunaidara kowai mono ga nakunaru wake janai kedo
ikou
mune wo fusagu katachi no nai kage wo sukoshizutsu
kimi no katachi he chikadzuketeku
anna fuu ni waraetara na
nakiyamu tabi ni kakaru hashi ha
nanairo de ha arawasenai kara sa itsumo sou boku ha me ga kuramu keredo
jaa ne boku ha mukougawa he nanzenshoku no hashi wo koete
te wo tsunaidara kowai mono ga nakunaru wake janai kedo
ai no kotoba ha nodo no oku de mada iki wo hisometeru
chiisaku aketa kuchi no katachi de tsutawaru ka na
tsutawaru to ii na
tama ni oshiyoseru konami ni ashi ga nurenai you ni
hashi no ue kara te wo hiite yo
honno sukoshi kawaritai na
dareka no tame ni naranakutemo
noku ga noku wo miushinawanai kurai
boku dake ni wakaru kurai de ii kara
jaa ne boku ha mukougawa he nanzenshoku no hashi wo koete
sono saki ni ha ima to onaji mono shika nai to shitatte
kore made no hibi ga machigai hanai to omoeru kara
umaku ienai no nara utatteshimaou yo
jaa ne boku ha mukougawa he
jaa ne kimi to mukougawa he
te wo tsunaidara kowai mono ga hitotsu ni naru ki ga shitanda
ai no kotoba ha nodo no oku de mada iki wo hisometeru
chiisaku aketa kuchi no katachi de tsutawaru ka na
tsutawaru to ii na
Goodbye, I’m going to the other side.
Goodbye, I’m going with you to the other side.
It’s not like all our fears will disappear just by joining hands,
But let’s go.
The formless shadow that protects my chest,
Slowly changes form to look more and more like you.
If only I could laugh like that…
The bridge I cross every time I try to stop my tears,
Won’t ever be the colors of the rainbow, even if I constantly try to see it that way.
Goodbye, I’m going to the other side, crossing a prismatic bridge,
Though it’s not like all our fears will disappear just by joining hands.
The word “love†is still stuck in the back of our throats, hiding behind our breaths,
If we open our mouths just a tiny bit, I wonder if it would be conveyed.
It’d be nice if it would.
In order to keep my feet dry from tiny waves that occasionally come in,
Give me a hand from upon that bridge.
I’d like to change just a little bit,
It doesn’t even have to be for someone else.
Just enough to not lose sight of myself,
Even if I’m the only one to notice it.
Goodbye, I’m going to the other side, crossing a prismatic bridge,
Even if what I find on the other side is unchanged.
If I can believe that my days up until now haven’t been a mistake,
Then even if I can’t say it properly, I’ll just sing it out.
Goodbye, I’m going to the other side.
Goodbye, I’m going with you to the other side.
If we join hands, I get the feeling that all our problems will join as one.
The word “love†is still stuck in the back of our throats, hiding behind our breaths,
If we open our mouths just a tiny bit, I wonder if it would be conveyed.
It’d be nice if it would