Oh, please don’t let me die,
Waiting for your touch.
No, don’t give up on life,
This endless dead end.
A twisted clock tracks my remaining life:
A sand of memories spilling forth.
Will even the feelings I developed,
Fade away so easily…?
I wish I was there.
Oh, please don’t let me die,
Waiting for your touch.
So that I’ll never lose anything again,
I’ll forget myself and “Restart” from the beginning.
No, don’t give up on life,
This endless dead end.
Hoping that the sadness crushing you,
Will someday come to an end…
For now, I’ll see you off.
My time is spinning around
Your deep black eyes
I forgot what time it is
And our memories are gone…?
Releasing a sweet fragrance,
Are the traps of my memories;
They beckon and seize,
And yet again, I’m somehow unable to resist,
Drowning in them…
I wish you were here.
Oh, never close your eyes,
Searching for a true fate.
I keep endlessly pursuing that warmth that vanished,
As I lose sight of this “Restart”.
So, let us try again,
From the very first time.
“Surely… surely…” and so doing, each present moment,
Depicts a circle of futility.
For now, see you again…
…fading in, fading out…
I wish we were there.
I can never go back to those days –
Time is powerful; sad and powerful.
I can only keep proceeding forward, and “Restart”.
No, don’t give up on life,
This endless dead end.
Everyone is pretending they have the strength,
To never look back again.
For now, I’ll see you off.
And we’ll die,
Waiting for a new day.
I might never-
And we’ll start,
Waiting for a new day.
-be with you again…
Oh, please don’t let me die…
Don’t fade away, ah…