There wasn't anything that I wanted to say
So, I am sorry for not speaking to you that time
I had become like a stinging insect
Thinking that I had nothing to care for in the worldMy life has been filled up with so many regrets
And I should write them all up inside of a letter
A day like any other starts again
So I get off of the first train of the dayI will not look back once I am gone from your cold reach
So, I am sorry for becoming tired of walking
The abelias flowers are blooming
I look over the city through the corner of my eyeAs I go over to my dirty windowsill,
I brush away all of the small, dead flies upon it
The early summer breeze blowing sometimesThe colored flowers look beautiful again today
It's a feeling that can't be explained in any textbook
The love that I feel for everyday
Someone wanders aimlessly,
Pretending to be dead
We are aware; we are, we are, we are, we are
Now aware of what we feelBut even now; still now, still now, still now, still now
The flowers haven't been picked
You are growing; you are, you are, you are, you are
Growing farther from my reach
Writing with a trembling hand that I now haveI reach the end of the full page
Why do I still wake up at the dawn of everyday?
I stare down at the pitiful state of my own legs
I had become like a stinging insect
Thinking that I had nothing to care for in the worldI don't have anyone to worry about me
All alone, I look back over the quiet city
As the early summer breeze blew gently,
I thought of your hair being blown with it silentlySurely, it won't be long before I start to resent you
And I'll become so lost without you
When that day comes,I'll smile when I think of the start
Eventually; oh soon, oh soon, oh soon, oh soon
I'll know how "loneliness" feels
But, just for now; for now, for now, for now, for now
I'm looking at the flowersYou are singing; you are, you are, you are, you are
Singing a nostalgic song
Writing with a trembling hand that I now have
I reach the end of the morningAh, probably
Probably, I am the only one who is just strange
People will never turn into poisonous insects
And this letter isn't going to reach your handsAh, probably
Probably,
The only way for dreams to be made true is with money
I knew all of that, but...
All of these letters that I have written for you
Still all haven't been picked upAll of these words written with a trembling hand,
I just stare at all of themStill even now; still now, still now, still now, still now
We're aware of what we feelStill writing with the trembling hand that I have
We are awareWe are aware; we are, we are, we are, we are
Now aware of what we feel
But even now; still now, still now, still now, still now
I'm looking at the flowersYou are so far; you are, you are, you are, you are
So far from me; I can't reach
Writing with a trembling hand that I now have
I reach the end of the morning
I reach the end of the full pageThere wasn't anything that I wanted to say
So, I am sorry for not speaking to you that time
I had become like a stinging insect
And that is the end of my strange, little song.-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-
Original Credits:
Title: 始発とカフカ/First Train and Kafka
Producer: n-buna
Vocal: 初音ミクLyrics: Karu Ace ❤
Inspiration: DAREKA NO WONDERLAND
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