Farewell to the kisses up till yesterday
Farewell to the dear pain in my chest
Well, that's that; somehow, I'm alive today, too
Loneliness, the past, or rumors
Desire, relations, or habits
From tomorrow on, surely we'll live without being laughed at anymore
"If you believe, then someday your feelings will be conveyed right to her..."
Don't fool with me! But isn't it so?
I don't want to flee to anywhere anymore
Someone, please say, "Yes!"
But I can't return to my place yesterday
To the place where I was with you
I don't want to make excuses to anyone anymore
So please say, "Yes!"
But it seems like nobody has excuses, doesn't it?
If it's not you, then it's pointless
Nobody knows the answer