In the dark, I release a single sigh...
in the dark cold night, I hide my prayers.
A pure breath with a purest tone...
and numb voice, what is it singing?
Whether it's a lie or the truth...
whether it's something that I like, hate or want...
the lyrics just give a good feeling, right?
but attached with good and evil,
..it is a spell for an appropriate destruction.
If I memorise a new textbook from my childhood,
I thought I could decide whether it's correct or not.
Me, who is living by stage directions,
did not get used to adlibbing.
But I am standing right in front of the noisy you.
..who is overflowing with things you want to say..
I want to try to let go of the knowledge I am holding with these two hands.
How light would I feel then?
Both the armour and the curse of my words.
I'll take them and tear them off at once...
when we meet again.
The things that I like, hate or want...
how will I probably blurt them out?
Good and evil are dreadful.
.. especially when you live sincerely..
For a life is long and the world is big...
and those who are free are in the middle (of good and evil).
And whether we are happy of unhappy...
it is only echoed in the back of our hearts.
..a secret that adults keep..
