Ah, on long nights, I spend my time thinking of nothing but you
Ah, the signs of a summer that had made its approach
With that boiling voice of yours, I want you to touch me

Ah, I feel dizzy
Unable to understand your gestures, or even your choice of words
Ah, my daily life, as if a blink of an eye, is passing by as all things inevitably do

Breathing which holds a fever
A broken flower vase
Eventually, everything becomes aimless
An aquamarine that hides behind the clouds
Things you tidy up with words
I don’t think I need a single one of those

Gradually, the isolation stains my habits deeply
And I’m forgetting the sensitivity of loneliness
I’ll cut through the worst nights
Before I awaken from this dream

Ah, the words of love for which I have memories
They suit the fake you quite well
Ah, twilight blankets the town
Mine’s a heart with an airhole punched through it

Excessive ideals
Insufficient false images
Eventually, everything becomes aimless
Reality is still gray
Things you tidy up with words
I don’t think I need a single one of those

With a loud bang, it ripped through my eardrums
That lost flash of lightning is ringing, too
I’ll outrun the worst nights
In order to escape towards the distant morning

Gradually, the isolation stains my habits deeply
And I’m forgetting the sensitivity of loneliness
I’ll cut through the worst nights
Please, reach out your hand for me!

Gradually, the isolation stains my habits deeply
And I’m forgetting the sensitivity of loneliness
I’ll cut through the worst nights
Before I awaken from this dream
Before this song ends