Asian Kung-Fu Generation

Knowing the answer, we seem to repeat ourselves
My heart beings to thaw, split finely
My reason for sadness is not filling in the crack
I'll scorch your heart with my impure hands

Daringly, I don't look at what's ahead
I'm not daring

We seem to repeat the same mistaken answer
Feeling ill, my heart is gone
My depressed mentality is not filling in the crack
I'll break your dreams with my impure hands

The evening rain, the sound of the cicada, the illusions that are worth nothing
I'm just left behind, drifting
Drawing myself up haphazardly, I might as well pretend to be strong
A summer day, don't disappear afterimage, don't disappear

I'm occupied, searching for the greatest common divisor
Even though there are no divisible things
It was projected in your eyes, I took it in my hand
It's endless
It's fine

Setting off on a trip, buzzing in my ears, the illusions that are worth nothing
I'm just left behind, drifting
5 years pass, my eyes have grown cold, I might as well pretend to be strong
A summer day, don't disappear afterimage, don't disappear

The evening rain, the sound of the cicada, the illusions that are worth nothing
I'm just left behind, drifting
Drawing myself up haphazardly, I might as well pretend to be strong
A summer day, don't disappear afterimage, don't disappear