Kareta sabakuno suna / Amega furi shimikonde
Tanega inochi yadoshi / f**aku neo hayashiteku
Saita hanawa / Aino hanato yobare
Tsuchino uede kodokuo shiru
Aisuru kotode umetekita mono nakushitekita kokoro / Yasashii itamito namidano kazu
Kurutta youni aishiaukotode kizutsuita munega / Oshieta hontouno kodoku
Kotobamo nai jiadi / kanjoudakede wakachiai
Tagaio motomedau / Sorega aino kigen
Nando nando / f**aku ikio s****mo
Mitasarenai kankaku
Doushiyoumonai genjitsuga futarino teo hikisaita
Marude korega tsumikano youni
Tsuranuita yariwa akaku somari daichini tsukisari
Miseshimeno youni mio sarasu
Hitowa hitorija ikirarenaikara dareka sagasutame
Kotoba tenishita sorega subeteno hajimarisa
"Aisuru kotode kizutsukunonara mou nanimo iranai"
Sonna kotoba / Haitatte / Hora mou / Motometeru
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The falling rain soaking into the sand of the withering desert
The seed conceiving life as it firmly takes root
The blossoming flower is named the flower of love
It knows the solitude of being on the ground
All that is buried, the lost heart, the tender pain and tears from loving
The true meaning of solitude brought upon by the hurt from being crazy in love
In a time when not words but emotions speak
The need for one another, that was the origin of love
Breathing deeply again and again
Senses left unsatisfied
This hopeless reality rips away their hands, as if it was a sin
The red-stained spear stabs into the earth, as if a lesson it marks the body
Man cannot live alone, and for that they search for another
It all began when words were created
"I dont need anything else if I hurt because of love"
Once you spit those words, just look, youre already begging
Tanega inochi yadoshi / f**aku neo hayashiteku
Saita hanawa / Aino hanato yobare
Tsuchino uede kodokuo shiru
Aisuru kotode umetekita mono nakushitekita kokoro / Yasashii itamito namidano kazu
Kurutta youni aishiaukotode kizutsuita munega / Oshieta hontouno kodoku
Kotobamo nai jiadi / kanjoudakede wakachiai
Tagaio motomedau / Sorega aino kigen
Nando nando / f**aku ikio s****mo
Mitasarenai kankaku
Doushiyoumonai genjitsuga futarino teo hikisaita
Marude korega tsumikano youni
Tsuranuita yariwa akaku somari daichini tsukisari
Miseshimeno youni mio sarasu
Hitowa hitorija ikirarenaikara dareka sagasutame
Kotoba tenishita sorega subeteno hajimarisa
"Aisuru kotode kizutsukunonara mou nanimo iranai"
Sonna kotoba / Haitatte / Hora mou / Motometeru
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The falling rain soaking into the sand of the withering desert
The seed conceiving life as it firmly takes root
The blossoming flower is named the flower of love
It knows the solitude of being on the ground
All that is buried, the lost heart, the tender pain and tears from loving
The true meaning of solitude brought upon by the hurt from being crazy in love
In a time when not words but emotions speak
The need for one another, that was the origin of love
Breathing deeply again and again
Senses left unsatisfied
This hopeless reality rips away their hands, as if it was a sin
The red-stained spear stabs into the earth, as if a lesson it marks the body
Man cannot live alone, and for that they search for another
It all began when words were created
"I dont need anything else if I hurt because of love"
Once you spit those words, just look, youre already begging