On this round runway,
Everyone is just running, believing they can fly,
But a future grasped from never making demands,
Only ends in nights of unease.

There’s no such thing as certainty;
Even machines wander aimlessly in this world.
One person’s part of things can become a giant map to explore,
And I feel so small in comparison…

If we’re to wish for equality,
Everyone with the same form and shape,
The future we’d sacrifice from halting our progress,
Would lead to even more painful nights.

But I’m feeling a burning emotion,
That continues until the morning,
So I close my eyes;
This emotion may burn without singular purpose,
But I’ll speak its name.

I started running,
With nothing but my headlights to guide me.
No matter what other realities could have existed,
I’m still laughing in the body I was born with.

Will someone ever run,
Relying solely on your tail lamp?
If I can swear to never lose my way,
I wonder if I’ll be able to smile again.

I’m still running this round runway,
Believing I can fly,
‘Cause the map I drew on my own, just as I pleased,
Led to the most boring of nights.

But I’m feeling a burning emotion,
That continues until the morning,
So I close my eyes;
This emotion may burn selfishly, with a will of its own,
But I’ll speak its name.

As those days felt farther and farther away,
You hid away your new path;
Your method for never losing your way again,
Was simply to form a pack.

But once that imagination comes flowing out,
Will anyone continue on its path?
Even if you try to hide it, it will always be lurking behind,
That flame you lit still far from going out.

Cut away the part of your heart beat that’s waiting for an excuse,
And all that will be left, is me standing gallantly.
Go beyond the happinesses and miseries,
That your regrets can’t keep up with,
Heading for the limits of imagination…

Someone started running,
With nothing but your tail lamp to guide them;
No matter what other realities could have existed,
There’s a map still left in your eternal heart.

You get the urge to reach the destination of those headlights,
In the body you were born with.
If you can swear to never lose your way,
I wonder if you’ll be able to smile again.

On this round runway,
Everyone is just running, believing they can fly,
Hesitating when they think they might stop, but trying to shine,
On a truly precious night.

丸い滑走路を
皆　飛べると信じ直走る
選り好みしないで掴んだ未来では
何か窮屈な夜

絶対がないから
この世界じや機械達も迷う
一人分も次第に巨大な地図
その前で些細な僕だ

平等を願うなら
皆　殆ど同じ姿形
立ち止まる事と引き換えの未来では
もっと窮屈な夜

そして
朝迄　燃える感情
眼を閉ざして視る
無闇矢鱈に燃える感情でも
名前は云う

ヘッドライトの明かり
それだけ頼りに走り出した
他に何んな今日があっても
生まれた体で笑っている

キミのテールランプの明かり
頼りに誰かが走りますか?
何処に　もう迷わない事
誓えれば　又　笑えるだろうか

丸い滑走路を
まだ　飛べると信じ直走る
望み通り自分で描いた地図では
何て退屈な夜

そして
今迄　燃える感情
眼を凝らして視る
勝手気侭に燃える感情でも
名前は云う

遠ざかる日の中に
新たな旅路を仕舞い込んで
キミのもう迷わないとは
只　群れを成して生きる事

溢れ出すイメージの上を
続きは誰かが走りますか?
隠れたって　ずっと背後に
点した明かりは振り切れないまま

言い訳を先ず鼓動から差し引く
残った分だけ勇敢な僕がいる
後悔も追付けない程の
幸を不幸を越えてよ
空想の彼方ヘ
さあ

テールランプの明かり
頼りに誰かが走り出した
それは何んな今日であっても
消えない心に残る地図

キミはヘッドライトの先を
生まれた体で走りたくて
此処に　もう迷わない事
誓えれば　又　笑えるだろうか

丸い滑走路を
皆　飛べると信じ直走る
止まりそうに揺らいで光ってみる
ほら　きっと　大切な夜