Shinzou houei Atashi ni kokoro o misete kure Shinzou houei Kasei no hate kara koe ga suru
Shinzou houei Eizou o yume ni sosoide kure Shinzou houei Taiyou mo aoku nuritsubushita
Kitto mata anata wa yasashiku natte Atashi ni hana o okuru no darou Sore demo atashi wa sabishikute Mata namida o saite warau no da Rin to sumu kokoro ga hitori ni natte Anata to chigau atashi o shiru Garakuta mitai na kokoro demo Nanika puresento dekiru kana
Shinzou shoumei Boyaketa sakana ga utsuru no wa Shinzou shoumei Atashi no kokoro no ichibu darou
Kitto mata yureru gairouju no soba de Atashi no kage ni kidzuku no darou Sore demo atashi wa ureshikute Subete o sutesatte naita no da Matsuge no shita kara e no gu no you na Kokoro no ichibu ga ochiteiku Kitto mada anata wa yasashiinda Sore ja atashi wa dou darou na
Kitto mata anata wa yasashiku natte Atashi ni hana o okuru no darou Sore demo atashi wa sabishikute Mata namida o saite warau no da Rin to sumu kokoro ga hitori ni natte Anata to chigau atashi o shiru Garakuta mitai na kokoro demo Nanika puresento dekiru kana
Anata to watashi o tsunagu you ni Kokoro o utsuse furui terebi yo
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Mental television, Show my heart for me Mental television, Speak from as far as Mars
Mental television, Fill my dreams with your images Mental television, Blot out the sun with blue...
Of course, you were kind to me again, And sent me those flowers But even still, I'm lonely, Again smiling with tears cutting through Alone with a cleared-up heart, I know myself, and I'm not like you Even with my heart of trash, Could I still give you a present?
Mental verification The blurry fish on the screen Mental verification They must be a part of my heart...
Of course, by the swaying roadside trees, I approach my own shadow But even still, I'm glad; Letting everything go, I cried Dripping from my eyelashes like paint, A piece of my heart drops I'm sure you're still kind, So then, what about me?
Of course, you were kind to me again, And sent me those flowers But even still, I'm lonely, Again smiling with tears cutting through Alone with a cleared-up heart, I know myself, and I'm not like you Even with my heart of trash, Could I still give you a present?
To connect you and I together, May this old TV show my heart...