Orange Range

I felt that there was something different somewhere, about the sky that seemed like it had a tale to tell
The wind that crosses the land, the trees, and the birds
The scenery that's before my eyes is the same as my feelings
Though my brain understands, my body won't listen to what I say
Without knowing or thinking what I should do, I cry out
It's painful, so painful, I'm tired from struggling, ah~
I press the question "what is it that's important?", though I can see what the answer is
Now, I'm going to climb over the wall that's in front of my eyes

Because you're here, and were here
I won't give you up to anyone, I won't let you go
The feelings that I have for you, who keep me going
Make me the lonely fighter

I have but one feeling of love, and now I take up the sword of glory
The spectators are simply drunk on the atmosphere; here, sympathy is useless
My opponent is a giant; the difference in our strength is like that between an adult and a child
Cut him up, my body is worn out
I desperately take a single swing
A swipe of my sword makes him fall at my feet
My body is hardened, but I feel weak at the knees, fear envelops me
My hands shake, but I shake off what's before my eyes, and strike a pose
Turning my face away, your crying form suddenly flashes in my field of vision
I can't lose, so I'll take up the sword

I was slow to notice, I was scared of getting hurt
I eat when I'm hungry, I sleep when I'm tired
I laugh when I'm happy, I cry when I'm sad
The birds fly in the sky, and right now, I love you
I want to tell you these feelings, I don't care if they don't reach you
Right now, I'm going to do what I feel, instead of regretting it later
I'm excited, I'm afraid, I'm furious
Instinct and reason become intertwined, resetting my DNA

Because you're here, and were here
I won't give you up to anyone, I won't let you go
The feelings that I have for you, who keep me going
Make me the lonely fighter

My eyes, the ones you are reflected in, begin to cry out, oh yeah
My broken "common sense" in the middle of my head, makes me the lonely fighter