Lyric added by: renix
I ask myself how things are,
Can I still now remember how my journey began?
I prayed that the road I chose was the right one.
I heard many kinds of footsteps.
so many of them in harmony, and then seperate.
You can forget loneliness. And then do it again.
No matter how you spend the night,
the same sun rises.
the homemade map I failed to tear up,
the place I found myself at,
while I was running my finger along it
I put the broken compass in one hand,
straining my misty eyes.
what do I continue to seek in this world,
where I've lost you.
I realized I'm a lost child,
but I pretend not to notice.
I ask you how things are, though you're not here.
Can my voice swim the distance between us?
I've forgotten the warmth, cooling little by little,
How should I spend the night, in order to remember?
I yelled goodbye to you from behind,
by waving my hand furiously.
and my current whereabouts,
when I open the bluepprint of my dreams
what kind of face will I make
this is the world I wanted, and I am still now walking on,
praying that at the end of this clumsy path I was right.
from that day onward, time has been at a standstill.
with your back to me, you went far away and out of sight.
ah, lost man you might have noticed,
that picture we cut out carefully goes by the name of memory.
I bid goodbye, to the memory of you from behind,
by waving my hand furiously,
my current whereabouts, the compass begins to spin,
come on, let's go lostman.
the homemade map I failed to tear up
I put a marker on my current whereabouts
this is a starting point, everytime I put my foot forward
it's the first step.
When I can love this world which has forgotten you
I'll go to see you.
I pray that at the end of the wrong path,
I was right.
I pray to be with you again.
Translated By: Brian Stewart & Takako Sakuma
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