Climbing up the ficus tree The Inokashira Line Patrol Within a fluttering flock of butterflies Can be found a poor girl wrought with sadness SBY-SKZ observation, in nothing but a one-piece At that critical moment of purity and impurity, Hey, look, you can see it well
Setagaya cruising, at the end of those teen years Even without having any money Where am I going? Tired of playing, intending to sleep Setagaya midnight, oyasumi, goodnight If I sing with a «sha-la-la-la», Then surely one day father and mother too They’ll comу back, right?
Climbing up the ficus tree The Inokashira Park Inspection Reflecting in the moonlight, A man in a duck-shaped boat Issued by the KJJ municipal office, a disturbing document Ah, why has it come to this conclusion? I cannot see anything anymore
Setagaya cruising, at the end of your twenties Even though there is a kid Where am I going? The bad thing is this town Setagaya midnight, oyasumi, goodnight If I sing with a «sha-la-la-la», Someday, for we who have been parted, Will happiness be found?
Climbing up the ficus tree, Having been looking at the apartment units in Kugayama In the hand of smiling woman The voice of a new life Come now
Setagaya cruising, at the end of your thirties Even without having any money Where is everyone? Through we’ll never meet again Setagaya midnight, oyasumi, goodnight Even if you sing with a «sha-la-la-la», Those days you spent in your mother’s arms They won’t be coming back You get that right?