Taoresou da mou nanjikan gitaa hiite utatte nda Demo nakanaka ashi wo tomete moraenai Nara sakede yaru hito no kunou wo ikite iku riyuu wo Dakedo kono atashi ja okogamashii sou omocchau yo
Ima mo kikoeru sono utagoe wa setsunaku mo chikara tsuyoku Soko made atashi ni utaenai yo toosugite tsukamenai
Itsu no ma ni ka butai no ue ni tatteta domannaka Hirogaru shikai kankyaku bakari uzumorete shimaisou nigero! Shiirudo ga karamitsuite ugokenai dou shiyou Kore wa mou makkou kara idomu shika nai
Utaidashi wa tochicchatta kedo B mero kara ochitsuite kita Ato wa mi wo yudanete utau yo membaa wo shinjiteru yo I want to reach you I want to become you Koe yo hazero! I can sing a rainbow I can sing like the gods Ten made Jump!
Yagate suzushii kaze ga fuiteta ase mo kawaiteta Hontou ni sora no ue made kichatta you da yo
“Ima mo kikoeteru kono utagoe wa anata no koe nanda yo? Itsuka issho ni utatte mitai na Sono hi wo tanoshimi ni shiteru”
Such a voice was heard Such a song was heard Un, utau yo I shout living here I shout friends here Sora takaku
ENGLISH:
I’m about to collapse. How long have I been playing the guitar and singing? But it’s impossible for me to stop my feet. If that’s case, I’ll shout out the reason we live through human suffering. …But with me as I am, that would be arrogant – that’s what I think.
The singing voice I can hear even now is pained, yet so powerful. I can’t sing that – it’s too far away, and I can’t reach it.
Before I knew it, I was standing on the stage, right in the center. My spreading field of vision is filled with the audience. I feel like I’ll be buried – run away! The shield is twisted around me, and I can’t move – what should I do? There’s nothing I can do now but face this head on.
My singing came out flustered, but by the second verse, I calmed down. After that, I entrust my whole body to my song. I believe in the band members. I want to reach you. I want to become you. Burst out, my voice! I can sing a rainbow. I can sing like the gods. Jump up to the heavens!
Before long, a cool wind was blowing, and my sweat dried. It’s like we really came all the way above the sky.
“This singing voice that I can hear now is yours, isn’t it? Someday, I’d like to try singing with you. I’m looking forward to that day.”
Such a voice was heard. Such a song was heard. Yes, I’ll sing it. I shout living here. I shout with friends here, High up in the sky!