“You’re just like a baby”
You say that, but what about you?
I’m not going to give up on you, though
Let’s just keep crying, immature as we are
Sucking the nectar from the flowers on our way back home, aiming for first prize
We believe the future will always be there for us, no matter what
Don’t judge us as fools
Don’t hate the halfwits
Don’t go regretting every day that you don’t make an effort
Someday, we’ll turn to mud
And the unobserved flowers will bloom
By then, everything will be beautiful after all
So for now, let’s sing about those still muddy, inexplicable meanings
We’ve been rejected
Even so, we won’t drop dead so easily
Please spare me from living my life according to theory
Yet still I’m here with paralyzed lungs and a declining heart
That’s why I’m running away, gasping for breath
“She’s done for”
Those who made fun of me were really just scared
This prejudiced society
Is always trying to cut through our bitter selves
In times like these, we can’t just shut up and take it
Someday, just like me
He’ll turn to mud
And an unobserved flower will bloom
By then, we will have revealed everything to one another
But for now, let’s sing about those still muddy, inexplicable meanings
We are incomplete
Even so, we won’t be defeated so easily
Someday, we’ll turn to mud
Which will surely become a path
I want to sing for the ones who will run on through that history
That’s why I’m living now
If I can do at least that, I’ll be a winner
We are inexplicable
Even so, we won’t die without meaning