After Laughter (Higashi no Eden: Paradise Lost II OP)
Sotto te wo tataite mitara subete no nazo ga toketeru sonna yume wo mita Genjitsu wa umaku ikanai wakarisugiru hodo wakatteru sekaijuu ga shitteru Kaze no asa ni omoikitte mi wo makaseta Kimi ga sore de ii to waratte ita kokyuu wa hane ni natta Ashita wa kuru to ame nochi hare da to Kantan ni shinjirarenai tte matsuge wo fusete amagumo wo fuyashite ita sore demo Asu wo yobou to hare nochi hare da to Kantan ni kumo haratte shimau kimi no yokogao mitoreru hodo mabushii mirai Aa sekai ga kawaru Zutto me wo korashite ita kimi ga mite iru sekai ga donna iro ka shiritakute Ima nara shinjirareru kimi ga shinjite kureta jibun no koto kurai yoru demo Kimi wo ou hibi ni owari ga kite mo mienai te tsunaide irareru you ni Kimi no hikari yadoshite atarashii asa ga kuru kyou mo sekai wa tsudzuku Ashita no mukou futari de nozoita kidzukeba egao nite kiteru Machi no dokoka de kiseki ga okiteru tonari de tada waratte iru kimi no yokogao Mahou yori mo tashika na te wo tsunaida nara Ashita wa kuru to ame nochi hare da to Kantan ni shinjirarenai tte matsuge wo fusete amagumo wo fuyashite ita mou sayonara Asu wo yobou to hare nochi hare da to Kantan ni kumo haratte shimau kimi no yokogao mitoreru hodo mabushii mirai Aa sekai wa kawaru kitto kawareru
If I try clapping my hands quietly, all of the riddles are solved – I saw that kind of dream. Reality doesn’t go so easily. I know that all too well – everyone in the world knows that. On a windy morning, I made up my mind and let go of my body. “That’s nice,” you laughed, and our breaths became wings. “That tomorrow will come, that the sky will be clear after rain – It’s not easy to believe,” I said as I lowered my eyelids, and the number of rain clouds increased. Even so, “Let’s call to tomorrow,” you said. “We’ll have clear sky after clear sky.” Your face in profile easily brushes away the clouds. The future is so bright it’s fascinating. Ah, the world will change. I was always straining my eyes, wanting to know what color the world you’re looking at is. Now, I can believe in the me that you believed in, even in the dark night. Even if an end comes to the days of chasing after you, I pray that I can hold your invisible hand. I harbor your light, and a new morning comes. The world continues today. The two of us peeked at the other side of tomorrow. If you notice, the faces are starting to look like smiles. Somewhere in the city, a miracle is awakening. Next to me, I see your face in profile, just smiling. Rather than magic, if I took your definite hand… “That tomorrow will come, that the sky will be clear after rain – It’s not easy to believe,” I said as I lowered my eyelids, and the number of rain clouds increased – goodbye, those days. “Let’s call to tomorrow,” you said. “We’ll have clear sky after clear sky.” Your face in profile easily brushes away the clouds. The future is so bright it’s fascinating. Ah, the world will change. I’m sure that it can change.