23 [English translation]

"Wither not flower, wither not"

"There is no song that doesn't end"

One person is reluctantly laughing,

I remember those days

This city is only a little familiar,

It's not as bad as they say,

We continue to beat the path that stops,

Just like that, just like that, I am here

Our city of light is still vague,

Our hearts hide from the world

Like this, the sky is so funny

There in the distance.

Still, I look to my dream

Soon I'll go back to understand that person

All together with everything

I'd like to throw it away and become like the night

On the train, I heard it shake,

That nostalgic sound

The crying voice, the creek of wheels,

The station of winter resounds,

In truth, that cry was me

As the train drowned it out

While the cold wind hits cheeks of some,

With the empty hole in my chest,

The smoke from the cigarette dissolves

I'm still in those days

While the cold wind hits cheeks of some,

With the empty hole in my chest,

The smoke from the cigarette dissolves

I'm still in those days

All together with everything

I'd like to throw it away and become like the night

On the train, I heard it shake,

That nostalgic sound

The crying voice, the creek of wheels,

The station of winter resounds,

In truth, that cry was me

As the train drowned it out

The smoke from the cigarette dissolves

I'm still in those days