"For the day that I will die.
...Yes! The end will come.
without hurrying, so......"
"It seems tedious, doesn't it" I laughed, and let go of your hand
That day, scraps of notes became an airplane
Slowly tearing up the monochrome landscape
"For the day that I will die."
The sands of time flow in this way
Being here, being with you, The now is only that.
For example, my lies are smoother than other people's.
Deceiving myself, saying this is "truth"
Overflowing words living inside me
"For the day that I will die."
The sands of time flowing down
Having been here, having been with me, merely only that
That, probably like today, under a well clear sky
"For the day that I will die.
...Yes! The end will come.
without hurrying, so......"
Being here, being with you, The now is only that.
La lalalalala la.................
Having been here, having been with with me, merely only that