I forcibly tried to deck out my daily life to make it look more fun I put more lies on top of the fake smiles and bitter smiles Even though I gave you a bland bouquet of artificial flowers, you never answered me It's like what is on the other side of the papier mache ended up showing through
You appeared under my eyelids before I closed my eyes Before I opened the lid under which are my tears and my real intentions
On my 18th birthday
I'll most likely go to the other side Even so, nothing will change Time is urging us on without stopping
A cold autumn The full moon rose through the silent night My feelings and your feelings were brought to the fore I could tell you insincere neat sounding words as much I'd like to But don't worry, because those things aren't written in my dictionary
The other side was always lacking in something It looks like you realized that before I did
On my 18th birthday
I'll stand on tiptoes, because I want to look at the full moon from the same point of view as you do Nothing will change Apart from our feelings, and the time that has lapsed since our births
Happy Birthday I'll welcome this Happy Birthday, and laugh with you Once the wind that blows on the window will have put out the candle