Wasurete Yaranai

All because of the weather
It's fine, this awkwardness, too
While the sun pretends not to see

The crowded train rattles and sways
Passing by the semi-express train
Trying to find the expression of the featureless clouds

Answer the author's feelings
What on earth is the right answer?
Stepping on the scenario of pre-established harmony

A blue spring
Doesn't suit me
But still, I know
That the fleeting moments
Are filled with transience

I absolutely won't forget
No matter how many times until I die
Even if such things happen, I'll laugh it off

The narrow classroom in a state of erosion
The boys are in full bloom of youth
My world divided by cutting lines

The hated archipelago mansion of mine
The amusement park different from others
The exquisite emotions clashing
What the hell am I doing?

I understand, I understand, we feel the same
Do you really think so?
Without knowing my hesitant feelings

Today, someone starts
For me, today is the end
In the repeating footsteps
The call from the future
Resounds, 'Move forward'

Things like fate or miracles
Are surely wasted on me
Just taking a step somehow

Not as rotten as adults
Not as genius as children
I'm in the middle of life now

Feeling like I'm withering in the wind
Desperately clinging on
Even the usual sound of the bell
And the pride placed by the window
And even the smell of the classroom

I absolutely won't forget
No matter how many times until I die
Even if such things happen, I'll laugh it off