Yogen to wa Arakajime shiru kyoufu Sora to busshitsu no ue Watashi-tachi, koko ni iru shika nai
Kyoukaisen wo tobu tori
Sen no chikyuu wo miwatasu Juuryoku wa watashi wo jiyuu ni shi Watashi wo sasoikomi Watashi wo tohou ni kuresaseru
Ko wo egaite denshi wa hanare Budou no tsuta no you ni kongarakaru sekai Bunshi no katate wo hinmagete Mune no katachi ni sou you ni
Futou kara mi wo nage Jijitsu to kakuu no kyoukaisen suberu you ni tobu tori
Jijitsu to kakuu no kyoukaisen to tobu Juwaki wo totte shimau Sore wa daremo torou to shinakatta mono Omoide wa watasete Kuuki wa ame to misuterii no nioi
Yogen to wa Arakajime shiru kyoufu Sora to busshitsu no ue Watashi-tachi, koko ni iru shika nai
English--
We fear predictions made long ago We exist far above the sky, and all material things
A bird that flies to the borderline I look out over thousands of Earths Free from gravity, it's enticing me As I continue on to my destination
Electricity makes an arc as it's cut off Twisted-up world, like a grapevine A molecule bends out one hand As though to become one with my heart
I throw my body from the pier As though flying to the borderline between fact and fiction
Flying to the borderline between fact and fiction
I hang up the phone No one was on the other end Memories wash over me The scents of the mysteries of air and rain
We fear predictions made long ago We exist far above the sky, and all material things