The birds that resound closely and distantly
Are informing me of the dawn of awakening
The time to throw open the heavy door has come
It repeats how few times in the scream of the soul
I wander without an inclined heart either
It visits what few times between yesterday and tomorrow
Deserting the day called today I cry in the future
Reciting love enough to be a guy without love
I roar smiling gently
Holding justice aloft I inform the people
Without realizing it
Though I’m living now the noise that confuses my path is too much
The trap inside of gentleness won’t sneak away
If I can face the true answer inside of me
From here on I will change little by little
Even if I give up on piecing together the words that won’t reach now
Without fading into the born feelings I melt into the darkness
Even painting dreams they’re surely tidied up
Inside of despair and reflection I cry deeply
Drunk in reality enough to be a guy without dreams
I call forth a surprised face
Colliding situations and hurtful situations
Avoiding them skillfully
I’m clumsy more than I live cleverly but I want to walk in my style
If love existing inside of frigidity is stripped of feeling
The gear that stopped like so again slowly carves time
My place which I’ve been searching for will surely be found
Drunk in reality enough to be a guy without dreams
I call forth a surprised face
Colliding situations and hurtful situations
Avoiding them skillfully
I’m clumsy more than I live cleverly but I want to walk in my style
If love existing inside of frigidity is stripped of feeling,
The gear that stopped like so again slowly carves time
My place which I’ve been searching for will surely be found
Though I’m living now, the noise that confuses my path is too much
The trap inside of gentleness won’t sneak away
If I can face the true answer inside of me
From here on I will change little by little