Until reaching the end,
Though the suffering never ends,
Surrendering to cheers,
Expectations × instability,
Desiring it, break through,
With open arms, waiting now.
Recording body temperature,
Wanting to bask in the sunlight,
Don’t dislike yourself,
Don’t reject yourself.
I wanted to become someone unique,
Ah, I don’t want to admit it,
I wanted to be praised.
Whether there’s an end to reach,
I don’t know, but
Surrendering to sensitivity,
Without hanging onto anxiety,
Break through, cleave through,
My tense body is dancing.
Beautiful flowers are nice,
But let’s become flowers proud of our scars too.
I’m not a good person,
A heart wounded hurts.
What are the gods doing?
Are they watching?
Someday, like in a fairy tale,
Will I become beautiful?
Blood and sweat, just that.
Let’s find the finish line,
Let’s gather in a circle and talk,
Are we really
Creatures who take the long way around?
I’m fed up, all together,
Let’s dance in the sky as ashes.
Are the gods really
Testing us?
Testing us.
Someday,
Will that morning too
Disappear?
Until that time comes.
Beautiful flowers are nice,
But let’s become flowers proud of our scars too.
In these days filled with love,
What shall we leave behind?
Yes, now is the time
To carve out the meaning of our birth.