I've even gotten used to this mania that's like a supernatural disaster.
And I mistakenly see this everyday life as peaceful.
As I'm jolted around by this rambling coaster.
What's the things I can't lose sight of?
I'm swallowed up by the idea that everything is fundamentally equal.
And goings as far as feeling like my heart's part of an et cetera.
If you don't clearly say the what you hate or love...
You're not that much different from a puppet.
The crowd of people traveling through the night.
Seems both happy and lonely.
The contrast flies around the musical scores.
Turning into song and rhythm.
Marmalade & Sugar Song,
Peanuts & Bitter Steps.
It's sweet and bitter and leaves me feeling faint.
Let's aim for the south-southwest and keep on partying.
This will be a night to shock the world.
I feel superb.It forms a chain and reflects.
I'm troubled by the objective arguments of rationalistic probability.
Will our music be degraded as just a means to an end?
Look over here, don't turn your back.
Although saying that won't turn into any reasonable argument.
After the festival music has ended.
There are people who are still high is spirits and some who burts into tears.
They're probably the same thing.
But when I try to put it into words, it seems extremely childish.
Saying it's the best, sugar song.
Saying this is happiness, bitter step.
Project the reasons you can't die in there.
Even if I think it's regrettable, tomorrow will come to everyone at the same speed.
But if the weather forecast in my mind has finished updating.
Then someday, even if this mania lower its voice...
Someday, even if sound arguments lose all meaning.
Only letting the feeling song & step ring out.
Will become the proof that we are who we should be, QED!
Marmalade & Sugar Song,
Peanuts & Bitter Step.
Projects your reason for living in there.
The north-northeast is behind us, and the distance is magnificent.
Let's keep on shocking the whole world.
Marmalade & Sugar Song,
Peanuts & Bitter Step.
It's sweet and bitter and leaves me feeling faint.
Let's aim for south-southwest and keep on partying.
This will be a night to shock the world.
I feel superb. It forms a chain and reflects.
Goes on, fun leaves, hardships leaves and fun comes again!
It's hard to leave,
WE GOT THE HAPPINESS, PHRASE AND THE MELODIES.
