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.