Doodled textbooks and myself looking outside all the time.
Sky above a skyscraper, I dreamed unreachable dream.
I want to break the door of my feelings that have no way out.
If I smoke behind the school building, there's no way of escape.
We will crouch down, gather in a lump while turning our backs against adults.
I will glare at adults who doesn't know anything about us.
And my friends plan to run away from home tonight.
Anyway, I don't want to go back to school or home anymore.
I'm trembling without even knowing what I am.
It's a night of fifteen years old.
I will ride on a stolen bike without knowing the destination.
I will run into the dark night.
I didn't want to be tied up by anyone,
I felt free when I ran away from everything on this night.
It's a night of fifteen years old.
Cold wind, cold body, I miss people.
I will run past the house of that sleeping girl, while whispering goodbye.
In the dark, vending machine stood alone.
Warmth that you can buy for 100 yen, I will tightly grasp hot canned coffee.
I don't know how love ends,
but that girl and I have always dreamed of a future together.
Adults told me to give up my love, but I don't like it at all.
If those boring lessons are everything we have,
What a petty, what a meaningless, what a powerless fifteen years old.
I will ride on a stolen bike without knowing the destination.
I will run into the dark night.
I will smoke a freshly learned cigarette.
I continued to seek freedom while staring at the starry sky.
A fifteen years old night.
I will ride on a stolen bike without knowing the destination.
I will run into the dark night. I didn't want to be tied up by anyone,
I felt free when I ran away from everything on this night.
It's a night of fifteen years old.