The imperfect me
Resembled in the tones
Eventually, it came to an end
The ability to sing faded away
The awkward voices
Everyone ignored the song
Even now, I should remember
They call it a “love song”
Time warps
Because you are left behind
Those tears, nobody would notice, right?
So, let’s cry out
With a microphone in hand
Once again
Putting on a brave face, letting it out
Burning the chest
Even if you realize the limit, struggle
You, the foolish one, continue to sing
Tens of thousands of times
Even if it disappears, don’t disappear
That song that resonated
That’s how we sing
Have you noticed, NEO?
Have we finished with the “Nice to meet you,” NEO?
In the audience-less today
The buried voice
Eventually, it was taken away
It stopped being heard
I want to remember
Those uncertain feelings
The ideals once envisioned
Even if it’s a misunderstanding
If that’s the case
From today, let’s rekindle it ourselves
In front of the eyes of God!
Once again
Making mistakes, getting hurt
Breaking the heart
Choosing the unrecognized path
You, the foolish one, laugh
That’s how
The crying voices intertwined to create that song
Did you hear it?
Answer, NEO
Wishing in these four measures
Entrusting the dream
Defying the “natural,” resisting
You, the foolish one, sing
Even if forgotten, don’t die
That song that resonated
They call it “hope”
Finally
Realizing, it raced
Burning the chest
Even if you realize the limit, struggle
You and I sing
Tens of thousands of times
Even if it disappears, don’t disappear
This song that resonated
That’s how we sing
Isn’t that right, NEO?
Has your “Nice to meet you” been heard, NEO?