Katachi no nai kimochi wasurenai you ni Kimarikitta reiauto wo keshita Futo kuchizusanda fureezu wo tsukamaete Mune ni himeta kotoba nose sora ni tokihanatsu no
Kimi ni tsutaetai koto ga Kimi ni todoketai koto ga Takusan no ten wa sen ni natte Tooku kanata e to hibiku Kimi ni tsutaetai kotoba Kimi ni todoketai oto ga Ikutsumo no sen wa en ni natte Subete tsunageteku doko ni datte
Masshiro ni sunda hikari wa kimi no you Kazashita te no sukima wo tsutau koe ga Futo ugoita yubisaki kizamu rizumu ni Arittake no kotoba nose sora ni tokihanatsu no
Kimi ni tsutaetai koto ga Kimi ni todoketai koto ga Takusan no ten wa sen ni natte Tooku kanata made utatsu Kimi ni tsutaetai koto ga Kimi ni todoketai oto ga Ikutsumo no sen wa en ni natte Subete tsunageteku doko ni datte
Kanadete ita kawaranai hibi wo utagawazu ni Asa wa dareka ga kureru mono da to omotte ita Isshun demo shinjita oto keshiki wo yurasu no Oshiete yo kimi dake no sekai
Kimi gi tsutaetai koto ga Kimi gi todoketai koto ga Takusan no ten wa sen ni natte Tooku kanata e to hibiku Kimi gi tsutaetai kotoba Kimi gi todoketai oto wa Ikutsumo no sen wa en ni natte Subete tsunageteku doko ni datte
English.
So that I wouldn’t forget these shapeless feelings, I erased the preset layout to make space for myself. Catching hold of the phrase I found myself humming, I attach the secret words of my heart and launch them into the sky.
The things I want to tell you, The things I want to send to you - Those many points become a line And echo far into the distance. The words I want to tell you, The sounds I want to send to you - Those countless lines become a loop, Connecting everything, no matter where you are, ah…
The clear, pure-white light reminds me of you, The way your voice shines through the gaps in my outstretched hand. Taking the rhythm that my fingertips tapped out on their own, I attach every one of my words and launch them into the sky.
The things I want to tell you, The things I want to send to you - Those many points become a line And shoot through to the other side of the world. The words I want to tell you, The sounds I want to send to you - Those countless lines become a loop, Connecting everything, no matter where you are, ah…
Just playing my tune, never doubting the days that never changed, I thought of the morning as something that someone would give to me. Believe in the sound for an instant or more, and it will shake your landscape to the core. Tell me about the world that belongs to you and no one else.
The things you want to tell us, The things you want to send to us - Those many points become a line And echo far into the distance. The words you want to tell us, The sounds you want to send to us - Those countless lines become a loop, Connecting everything, no matter where you are, ah…