How many more nights should I go over?
How many more steps should I crawl?
How much more tears should I give?
How many more times do you want to die?

If you go through this crowd
I can leave my memory behind
"A little more" breathes again
Nature purifies emotions

Beyond the horizon When the setting sun sets
A heartbeat that feels alive with a flu
The bustle of the city dies like a lie on the street
Surrounding green and lonely roadside

When it's spicy, just cry
If you're frustrated
When you are tired, you can stop
If you want to run away, run away

Either way, I and you always die
I will lose all my memory
When the shape of the memory that I have left over passes away
Because there shouldn't be a life there

I wonder if I can get a little easier if I get out of this memory
If it's not always in heaven
Where should I go now?
The tears will eventually be wiped out by the rain
Parting will eventually take away time
If it never appears in a dream
What are you leaving to end this life?

Will it be a little easier if I leave this memory?
I'm tired of this crowd of people
I'm going on a trip a little
The natural voice swayed by the wind
Because it leads to the answer to live
I was thinking too hard
Nothing is difficult

If you leave this memory