kaze ni yurameku hana no sugata wo mune ni sotto
shimaikondara yukou arashi matsu kouya no hate e
ienu kizu wo kakaete kaeranu hibi omotte
soredemo tachiagarou yuzurenai omoi aru nara
furimukazu mitsumete mirai utsusu BIJON
kurayami ni kakusarete mo hagane idaku sono ude de uchimuite
hibikiwataru Melody mune ni todoite iru kara
utattete kimi wa zutto sono mama no kimi de
kikoeteru yo Sweet Songs michi wo terasu tomoshibi yo
kagayaite utsushidashite hikari to kage wo kono yoru ni
utagaimayou hibi wo samayoinagarehatete
te ni shita shinjitsu ni wa itsumo uso ga majirihairu
mayowazu ni shinjiru tsuyosa to orokasa
utagawazu arukidaseru yuuki sore ga machigatte ite mo ii
nagarete ite Melody mune ni hibikiwatatteru
kanjou ga nagarete yuku chi ni ondo wo kureru
utatte ite Sweet Songs kouya ni nagarehatete mo
todoku kara todoite iru kara kimi no uta wa kono mune ni
jitto mitsumeru mirai no BIJON Passionness kurayami wo furiharatte
tsukamu hikari yoru wo kirisaite yuke
todoiteru yo Melody kokoro no chizu wo terashite
mayowazu ni utagawazu ni sou shinjita michi wo
massugu ni yuku dake yukute wo habamu arashi mo
mune no naka nagareru uta dake sore dake ga areba ii
If I leave the figure of a flower wavering for wind alone on a chest, and there is the thought that I cannot hand over that I think every day, and will still stand up that I hold the wound that is not cured to the end of the wasteland waiting for the storm that will go if it comes, and do not return
I knock it down by an arm of the steel reveal shit even if covered till when by future vision darkness to move without turning around and
Because you touch melody heart to echo, I sing, and you are much you as is
sweet songs which I hear
Shine, and project a light lighting up the way; and light and a shadow at this night
Lies always join the truth that I wander and flow through the days I doubt it, and to be at a loss and die and had in my hand and enter
Courage it I walk without doubting strength and stupidity to believe without being at a loss, and to be able to start may be wrong
I give temperature to the ground where the feelings that I drift, and echo on a melody chest spread in
Sing; and sweet song
Because because arrive even if drift to the wasteland, and die, arrive; your song on this chest
Light I shake off future vision pasionness darkness to stare, and to get
Cut night
Without doubting it without it lights up the disappointment of the notice I freeze melody feeling, and being at a loss
The course that I believed so
Only as for the song flowing through the storm I go straight, and to block ahead in a chest
There should be only it