Now, I repeat the fleeting days
While  I'm wandering aimlessly
My  hopes for the hazy tomorrow won't reach
Because these thoughts are too hard...

In the stream of coming and going people, I'm existing; ugly and left behind

I  want to return to this time when I saw those dreams, which grow distant
I  want to go back to that place where the warm light is shining

Since some day
My  consciousness of being alive is broken
Vanishing from inside of me
Being left behind
Just as if I was cut in half

Seized  by the wrenching and bending character
My heart is getting crushed...

I want to return to this time when I saw those dreams, which grow distant
I want to go back to that place where the warm light is shining

The bright, young days are flickering and recede My stained eyes are...

My endless journey is over
Now I'm quietly nodding off
I want to go back to that place where the warm you lives

Even if I'm reborn
I will be closer at your side than anybody else
For eternity, forever

Until I'm reflected in your eyes... to your side...