Robinson

For some reason, the new season is filled with painful days
Chasing after you riding your bike on the familiar road
With memories of records and exaggerated episodes
Hanging on my tired shoulders, looking conspicuously dazzling

The same lines, the same time, like unintentionally saying it
I created it with this ordinary magic

In a country where no one touches, just the two of us, so I won't let go of your hand
If I float it in the sky with great power, lalala, riding the wind of the universe

Even the cat that's abandoned in a corner and doesn't stop breathing
Somewhere it's similar, I'll pick it up and forcibly press its cheek against mine
The round window I always looked up at on the usual intersection
Was slightly dirty, even the almost new moon was looking at me

By the side of the dream that the city abandoned, your surprised eyes
And we, now, will be reborn here

In a country where no one touches, just the two of us, scattering endless songs
If I float it in the sky with great power, lalala, riding the wind of the universe

If I float it in the sky with great power, lalala, riding the wind of the universe
Lalala, riding the wind of the universe