SAYONARA SONG Lyrics

お花畑　超えていく森の中

芋虫さん　こちょこちょ動いてる

ガジガジと　口いっぱい　ほうばり

青空　変わらずに　薄い雲

白と青　紫とピンク色

夕景色した　君の横顔

今からでも　あの日も　同じように

愛したいこの気持ちが　素晴らしい

もしかしたら　ずっとつながっている

もしかしたら　ずっと存在してる

もしかしたら　ずっと変わってない

もしかしたら　ずっと一緒にいる

勇気を出さなくても

あなたにもきっと必ずある

私の中にも　何億年の

これまでの世代が　受け継いでる　

暗闇は光の中にある

変わらない　この街であなたに会う　

それがどれだけ　大切なもの

それがどれだけ　プレシャスなこと

あなたが　私を作っている

今のこの心をひとつにする

感じる壁は　拭えぬ命の個別

だけど　涙は　みんな同じ

現代の悪夢を知ってるかい？

ここは日の出る国だったはずが

生まれて死ぬまで温室育ちの

内側から見えてこないのが現実

人知れず死んだいつかの浮浪者

大気汚染でくせぇ大都会じゃ

ストリートから消え去ったカルチャー

みんなが横見て時代を描写

一曲歌えばやってくる警察

裏で手をひくやつらの計画

どちらも結局最後は同じ

すべては情報の操作の手の中

金持ちに金運ぶシステムと

外国かじりのガキがやたらと調子こいて

ジャンキーがなんでも知ってるつもりなら

誰もが苦しむ心の叫び

In the forest beyond the flower garden

The caterpillar is moving around

Gnawing and gnawing, mouth full of food

Blue sky, unchanging, thin clouds

White and blue, purple and pink

Your profile, the color of the evening scene

Even now, even on that day, it's the same

I want to love you... and this feeling is wonderful.

Maybe we'll always be connected.

Maybe we'll always exist.

Maybe we'll always be the same.

Maybe we'll always be together.

You don't have to be brave.

I'm sure it's in you too.

It's inside me. It's been there for hundreds of millions of years.

Every generation that has ever lived has inherited it.　

The darkness is in the light.

I'll see you in the same city I've always known.　

How precious that is.

How precious it is.

You make me who I am

I'm one with this heart now

The walls that I feel are the individuality of life that cannot be wiped away

But the tears are the same for all of us

Do you know what a modern nightmare this is?

This was supposed to be the land of the rising sun.

Born and raised in a greenhouse until death

The reality is that you can't see what's going on from the inside

A hobo who died without a trace

In a big city that stinks of air pollution

A culture that's vanished from the streets

Everyone looks to the side and describes the times

Sing a song and the police will come

The ones behind the scenes with their plans

Both end up the same in the end

All in the hands of information manipulation

A system that brings money to the rich

A kid with a foreign accent who's on a roll

If a junkie thinks he knows everything

everyone suffers, the cry of the heart