yureru kaiwa dekinai ko mo
tokekomu hi
kakuretai you ni
yume de kaita dekigoto wa
imi bakari o
keshitori aruku
kiete aita imeeji dake de
nigeteku hi
kakuretai you ni
yume no aida dekinai koto
tokekomu hi
wasurenai you nose
me tsumutte imi matte
kuttsuku hazunai eizo
yuugurete kite wa kuzureru
imeeji datte urotsuite
iku basho ga nai koudou
doko ka de neru hito tsutsunde tokeru
nan mo nai tte wakatteru yo
tomaranai na
yume owatte ii yo
toorenai wakatteta koto sa
yume de kaita dekigoto wa
imi bakari o
keshi tori
soko de aita imeeji dake ga
nigeteku hi
wasurenai you nosete
English:
An impossible child of curious talk
Blurs the days
Like trying to hide something
The possible things I drew in a dream
Lose their vague meaning
And I walk on
The colour runs from the image
To escape the day
Like trying to hide something
The impossible things between dreams
Blur the days
So ride the spectacle
Wait for meaning stuffed in the days
The image shouldn't stick
The arriving evening fades away
The image lingers
Going nowhere particular
The people laying around melt away
I come to understand the nothingness
It never ends
It's fine for the dream to pass
Even though I thought it wouldn't
The possible things I drew in a dream
Lose their vague meaning
The colour runs from the image
To escape the day
And I ride the spectacle
tokekomu hi
kakuretai you ni
yume de kaita dekigoto wa
imi bakari o
keshitori aruku
kiete aita imeeji dake de
nigeteku hi
kakuretai you ni
yume no aida dekinai koto
tokekomu hi
wasurenai you nose
me tsumutte imi matte
kuttsuku hazunai eizo
yuugurete kite wa kuzureru
imeeji datte urotsuite
iku basho ga nai koudou
doko ka de neru hito tsutsunde tokeru
nan mo nai tte wakatteru yo
tomaranai na
yume owatte ii yo
toorenai wakatteta koto sa
yume de kaita dekigoto wa
imi bakari o
keshi tori
soko de aita imeeji dake ga
nigeteku hi
wasurenai you nosete
English:
An impossible child of curious talk
Blurs the days
Like trying to hide something
The possible things I drew in a dream
Lose their vague meaning
And I walk on
The colour runs from the image
To escape the day
Like trying to hide something
The impossible things between dreams
Blur the days
So ride the spectacle
Wait for meaning stuffed in the days
The image shouldn't stick
The arriving evening fades away
The image lingers
Going nowhere particular
The people laying around melt away
I come to understand the nothingness
It never ends
It's fine for the dream to pass
Even though I thought it wouldn't
The possible things I drew in a dream
Lose their vague meaning
The colour runs from the image
To escape the day
And I ride the spectacle