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

長い夜は貴方の事ばかり考えて時を過ごす
近づいた夏の気配
茹だるその声で触れて欲しい

眩暈がする
その仕草も言葉選びすら理解出来ず
瞬きのような毎日が無常にも過ぎていく

熱を持つ呼吸
割れた花瓶
いずれ全て何気なくなっていく
雲隠れする水色
言葉で片付くものなんて
一つも要らないと思う

だんだん独りが染み付いて
寂しさの感度も忘れていく
最低な夜は切り裂いて
この夢が覚める前に

覚えのある愛の言葉
偽物な貴方によく似合う
黄昏が街を包む
風穴の空いた心だ

有り余る理想
欠けた虚像
いずれ全て何気なくなっていく
うつつは未だ灰色
言葉で片付くものなんて
一つも要らないと思う

がんがん鼓膜をつんざいた
迷えるあの雷火も鳴いている
最低な夜は出し抜いて
遠い朝へ逃げる為に

だんだん独りが染み付いて
寂しさの感度も忘れていく
最低な夜は切り裂いて
その手を差し伸べておくれ

だんだん独りが染み付いて
寂しさの感度も忘れていく
最低な夜は切り裂いて
この夢が覚める前に
この歌が終わる前に