Nageku koe wa kasumi okizari ni
Kimi wa kimi dake no kuni wo tsukutteru
Hanbun no sekai wa donna iro de
Donna nioi ga shite iru no
Dare ni mo mienai PARETTO e no gu kasanete
Kimi wa kotoba sae nurikaete waratte iru
Soba ni ite mo kokoro no hashi de sura yomitorenai
Konna ni nozondete mo onaji kimochi ni narenai nara
Hayaku katahou wo ubatte
Kemuritagaru mugari toomaki ni
Boku wa boku dake no kuni ni nigekonda
Sora ni taru kokoro no ne amatsubu wo subete kumi
Toumei na hana wo sodateru
Dare ni mo mienai guuzen zutto kasanete
Hito wa sonna no wo kiseki da to nazuketa kara
Nokoshita himei wo tojikomeru hako wo hiraku yuuki mo nai
Konomama chuu ni tokete yasashii tsunagari ni sugaritai”
Isshun no uso wo kakushikitta mama
Kimi wa kimi wo soko ni shimeta
Tsuzuku migi dake no shikai
Eien no kairou wo arukidasu
Owari no nai nigiyaka na kioku no PAREEDO
Akogare awaremi azakeri ga mazatte iru
Wakaremichi ga umareru yori motto mae nante
Onaji kimochi ni narenai deshou
Soba ni itai
Fukaku karamu shiryo wo tsumamitotte
Konna ni negattete mo
Onaji sekai ga mienai nara
Kimi no hanbun ni naritai
The lamenting voices are a mist you leave behind.
You’re creating a country for yourself alone.
Hey, tell me,
What color is your half of the world?
What is it like there?
Layering on the paint from a palette no one can see,
You’re laughing as you repaint even words.
Why can’t I read even the outskirts of your heart, when I’m so close?
If the feelings won’t match no matter how much I wish for it,
Hurry up and take half of me.
“As the masses shun me from a distance,
I ran into the country that is mine alone.
The roots of my heart that hang down in the sky take in every drop of rain,
Nurturing a transparent flower.
A constant pile of coincidences that no one can see -
Because humans have dubbed such things “miracles,”
We don’t have the courage to open the box that encloses the screams that were left behind.
I want to dissolve into the sky like this and cling to this gentle connection.”
As you hid the momentary lie away,
You sunk yourself to the bottom.
With field of vision continuing only to the right,
I begin to walk down the corridor of eternity.
In this endless, lively parade of memories,
Longing, pity, and scorn all mix together.
Why did the fork in road come before I was even born?
Please don’t make me be aware.
Our feelings won’t become one, will they?
I want to be by your side
And catch hold of your deeply ingrained judgment.
If I can’t see the same world
No matter how much I wish to,
I want to become half of you.