あまりてなどか人ぞ恋しき 身勝手なのが世の理か 移ろうは古今 航路なら堂々 恐るることなどはあらざらむ Evenings in the Past and Present
Welcome, come in, all you who live in the Heisei It's a reality of beautiful dreams every night Scared of things changing Stopping our steps forward is the worst fear
Everyday we move on like we're teaching Kyoto's truth, we've gotten this far, you must have been the ones who invited us here Even if that wounding voice of envy and jealousy grasps at my feet sometimes I have just to keep on moving forward, forward
Fashion, waste, I don't know what's right anymore I'm just trusting in you
Come, listen to our sound and dance, be merry, drink, sing There isn't a single thing to worry about In this world, humans are deplorable creatures, but yet somewhat lovely Past Sekidayamachi Road, and beyond, beyond Even if you're clinging, disoriented, and noticing, forward, forward
(Sore sore sore sore!)
Revolution, rejecting the present, beautifying and grieving the past Your heart will just rot from within Which is sad. No matter what happens to this world that encircles us I will pull you onto this spinning, spinning stage
Ahh, why am I so sad Selfishness is the norm Everyone holds their own ideals, statues of imagination There was never any answer that could satisfy them all
The things we happen across, once-in-a-lifetime encounters The painful things and happy things, it's all a test. Come together with us, hold this hand
Let's break away from this difficult society Hoist the flag, the dusk has dawned
Come, get drunk on our sound, and cheer up. If you sleep you'll forget all of this anyway In the end, nothing's changed between the present and the past In this world, humans are miserable creatures, But yet somehow wonderful Raging and laughing, what strange happenstance is this
(Sore sore sore sore!)
On the deep spring days and freezing days of snow I want to spend every moment of every day with you These dyeing colors will continue ever onward To see a landscape that no one has ever seen before
Lose at Hana-ichi-monme, the voice that wants, wants, wants Win, resent, buy, choose, crying that it's not enough Just boiling it down to countless imitations will never satisfy
We are halfway now Take your step forward now any time
Fashion, waste, I don't know what's right anymore I'm just trusting in you
Come, listen to our sound and dance, be merry, drink, sing There isn't a single thing to worry about In this world, humans are deplorable creatures, but yet somewhat lovely Past Sekidayamachi Road, and beyond, beyond Even if you're clinging, disoriented, and noticing, forward, forward
(Sore sore sore sore)!
Revolution, rejecting the present beautifying and grieving the past Your heart will just rot from within Which is sad. No matter what happens to this world that encircles us I will pull you onto this spinning, spinning stage
Ahh, why am I so sad Selfishness is the norm The changing past and present, the course is certain There isn't a single thing to worry about