sono hana aoku hakanaku to awaremi kou wa naki hotaru moeru mado aozora akaku hi ga noboru yuuzora aoku
ganjigarame no seiron hantousou rokusu beki nara nao risou dansai wa fukanou waga mi no kensou mi o hosu tsuchi ni kaeru no nara
gensai shougai o monoui su kattou gensai kaigan o monooji eru gensou
sora takaku e iki yukan hana e utsushita kimi o omou nageku no nara mi o atae hoshi no amaoto hibike hibike
kankaku nado toho(?)ni kie satta kako miezu to haki dashita ikusen no uso sanbika, iya kutsujoku no ame gouman sakkon no haji o shire miezu nado kyougen no zatsuji
sora takaku e iki yukan hana e utsushita kimi no koe o “kare hateru na” na wa shion tsuyoki negai o mune ni daita kono koe
Shion
Fireflies of grief, greenly, fleetingly asking that flower for compassion, A burning window, blue sky, crimson the sun rises, evening sky, blue
A logical argument for oppression, anti-conflict If it should turn green it’d be all the more ideal Severance is impossible, the clamour of my body I want water if I’m to return to the earth
Languishing away my diminishing lifetime, discord Acquiring cowardice with diminishing enlightenment, illusions
I can’t go on living high in the sky, I think of you projected on a flower If I am to mourn make water possible, sound of the meteor shower echo, echo
The past into which sensation has long vanished Thousands of lies spewed out unseen Glorification? No, a rain of disgrace, know the shame of these arrogant times The unseen small errands of a farce
I can’t go on living high in the sky, I think of you projected on a flower “Don’t wither away!” its name is SHION** I embraced that determined wish in my heart this voice