Kono mama asa ga ko nakerya ii noni Uzukumatteru makkura na futon no naka de Mata aitsu to aitsu o bunnagutte yatta Soredemo kawara nai seikatsu ni Isshō no onegai toka tsukae ta nara Kono saki o boku ja nai dare ka ni kae te
Tekitō ni katta konpasu Nagameru dake no jikan Kii ta koto no nai namae no tabako o fukasu Sanpo ni iku no mo inochigake da na Ā kyō wa nai te miyo u ka na
Kaze no sasayaki mimizawari da Boku no koto na n mo shira nai kuse ni fuzaken na Tifanī burū no sora no shita Oitsuzuke te iru baka na yume Te ni todoki sō de todoka nai nā
Itsuno bi mo yume wa aru ka aru ka to Tou hige mo ja ga iru shi Jamakusaku te mo fureru koto ga deki nai genjitsu ga atte Taimu kādo wa konnani makkuro ni umatten noni Kyō mo poketto no naka wa kami kuzu dōmedaru
Majime na furi shi ta dokutā Kikiaki ta daishi bakari Furue sō na te o nigiri shitsukoku boku ni iu ‘Nani ka are ba mata oide yo’ Kekkyoku sonna mon na n da na
Kumo wa nagareru ashibaya ni ne Boku no koto marude shitteru yō ni warau na yo Ganbare nante iu na yo kuso ga Shini monogurui de iki te n da Sō kantan ni iwa nai de okure
Kaze no sasayaki mimizawari da Boku no koto na n mo shira nai kuse ni fuzaken na Tifanī burū no sora no shita Oitsuzuke te iru baka na yume Te ni todoki sō de todoka nai nā Mōsukoshi dake ganbatte miru sa
I wish the morning would never come Crouching down in the pitch dark, wrapped up in the comforter Again, I hit this guy and that guy That won’t change my life For heaven’s sake, change me into someone else
A compass I bought randomly The flow of time I gaze absently I smoke an unfamiliar cigarette Even going out for a walk is a matter of life or death to me Ah, I think it’s not all that bad to cry today
Whisper of the wind offends my ears Shut up, you don’t know anything whatever about me Under the tiffany blue sky I keep pursuing my stupid dream It seems to be within my reach, but I can’t catch it
There is that hairy, bearded guy Badgering me with, “Do you have a dream?” any day Annoying enough, but there is an untouchable reality Even though my time card has no blank to be filled In my pocket, there’s only a bronze medal Made of paper scrap today as usual
The doctor pretending to be serious All he says is trite Grabbing my hand with his shaky hands He says to me persistently “Feel free to come over whenever you want” That’s the way it is
Clouds are swept away quickly Don’t laugh at me as if you understand me Don’t tell me, “Go for it,” shithead I’m living with all my might I don’t want you to tell me such things lightly
Whisper of the wind offends my ears Shut up, you don’t know anything whatever about me Under the tiffany blue sky I keep pursuing my stupid dream It seems to be within my reach, but I can’t catch it I’ll try a little bit, anyway