Summer's end, with its uncertain length;
carried by the train at dawn, I remembered
that nostalgic scene...
Taking many circuitous paths again and again,
the same old city streets passed me by,
me reflected in the window...
Are you still there now, like you were back then?
Riding around on that deformed, crooked bicycle
An idiotic tightrope walk, blood smeared on my knee;
now, it feels so terribly empty...
As much as my height may change,
may there be some things that never do
Encouraged by worthless vestiges,
still now I sing, still now I sing, still now I sing...
In a taxi driving around the restless town,
absentmindedly having it carry me, I sneezed
Gazing out the window...
That moment that shook me to my core;
how I wish I could meet it one more time
I'll never forget it...
Are you still there now, like you were back then?
Going around searching for your shoe, lost in a thicket
"Whatever happens, I'm sure we'll get on fine,"
we could innocently say and smile; how I remember those days...
As terribly as I may be hurt,
I offer a bouquet to the never-ending days
Chasing after worthless vestiges,
still now I sing, still now I sing, still now I sing...
This waning moon before the sunrise -
are you watching it too, somewhere?
It's not like I can explain why, but my chest hurts
Blurring faces, misty colors...
I suppose shouting about my sadness now
may just be too late for anything...
If I could walk it again from the start,
I'd want to meet you, as if passing you by...
As much as my height may change,
may there be some things that never do
Encouraged by worthless vestiges,
still now I sing, still now I sing, still now I sing...
This waning moon before the sunrise -
are you watching it too, somewhere?
The morning sun comes, laughing that it's nothing;
a beginning colored blue...
Gray and Blue
Kenshi Yonezu + Masaki Suda