Kobukuro

La la la, la la la la, la la la, from here on

Laughing, claping each other on the shoulders, and screwing around, 'till the end of time
Always, when the number of noisy guys starts to decrease
The thing that increases is the number of flickers of light

The blurring scenery deceives me
The feelings that well up in my heart get in the way
Words aren't enough anymore, I can't close my eyes

We walked down the same road at the same time, the proof of the era
Is our prideful history, like mud covered sneakers
La la la, la la la la, la la la, from here on

Taking your hand, I ran up the stairs
I'm still starting to paint on the canvas
Words aren't enough anymore, I can't close my eyes

We walked down the same road at the same time, the proof of the era
Is our prideful history, like mud covered sneakers
We walked down the same road at the same time, the proof of the era
Is our prideful history, like mud covered sneakers
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la

Laughing 'till the end of time

Claping each other on the shoulders

What will I look like in the end?

In the lights that will soon go out