Was I with someone there? I can’t see any longer…
… but I know that I have no choice but to forget.
What on Earth was I doing in a world like this?
The beginning of the end of it all has already run its course, hasn’t it?
Let’s avoid hanging our heads about it, so that we can proceed free from regret!
I already know well enough that the day will come,
When my heart will feel like it’s being torn apart, faced with our eventual farewell.
What could possibly be waiting once it all comes to an end –
Will I be able to live on with sorrow after everyone is gone?

No matter what I create, it’s fated to be lost,
Crumbling easily to nothingness, like a castle of sand.
I understand completely… but sometimes I just want to show my weakness.
Will I ever be able to forget that I lived through such gentle times?
If I don’t undo these binds, my feet won’t be able to take a step further…
Someday I’ll figure it all out… but I feel that will end up missing the point too.
The pain keeps building up, as if this feeling is about to burst.

I can at least walk; come, onward – believing in the light!
I still have no confidence that the day will come when I will see it through..
… but I want to believe that I’m not alone, in my own clumsy way.

I wonder if tears will fall when I’m faced with the eventual end?
There’s probably no chance I’ll be able to bear it – I already feel like I’m going to burst!
Someday I’ll try to remember the fact that I was there with everyone,
But I’m here with sorrow, howling in tears to the point I can’t even see what’s ahead.