まっさら [Massara] [English translation]

If being white is innocent,

then, do you call sooty myself sludge?

If being black is evil,

then, am I a sinner for being burnt?

If being colored is life,

then, do you call colorless me a dust in the void?

Whether it is a vacuity or a virtual image,

one step ahead is the darkness.

If we can laugh together

by facing each other,

If we can approve each other

by looking at each other,

I wanted to born

with a brand new life.

I wanted to live

with a brand new life.

I will see the deep red burning sun

in a pitch black world.

A completely unreasonable life

continues to live today.

If being honest is good,

then, do you call twisted myself a devil's horn?

Whether it is personality or rational,

it must be ugly.

To cry with a smiling face.

To smile with a crying face.

I can do neither of them.

Without being able to do anything,

days go by in vain.

Stars in the cloudy sky. Insects at the bottom of a well.

A landscape painting that was never displayed.

A broken clock. A cold black tea.

Things are still there.

Things are still here with its innocence.

I should have walked

even if I was lost.

I should have found something

even if I was lost.

I wanted to born

with a brand new life.

I wanted to live

with a brand new life.

I will see the deep red burning sun

in a pitch black world.

A completely unreasonable, however.

Still, I don't care if all I do is regret.

Me and you will,

We will continue to live today.

We will continue to live today

with brand new life.