Memories flying around and black clouds Bursting and disappearing in the desert The shining plasma TV Showing images of the future The carp on the cutting board Imagining what lies beyond, falls asleep The shining plasma TV Showing images of the future The endless rain dances on the eaves Matching the loneliness With a push of a button, transfer Imagining the future to come So that it won't be erased Even if the two black eyes shine in the night Burning under the winter sun in the snowy field Numbing skin senses Please don't forget me Now, the lights are quietly fading here Confirm it yourself The weakness and youthfulness as I stand still Running through the days 321, information gets tangled Not knowing the truth The birth of the present reality and fantasy Tomorrow and its footsteps 321, emotions running wild Wanting to escape reality Confusing imagination and delusion Sweeping away things So that it won't erase the present Even if your delicate hands weakly flap Burning under the winter sun in the snowy field Numbing skin senses Please don't forget me The distance opens up The world melts Tears shed for endings and beginnings Blurring the blue Weak pain Now, the lights are quietly fading here Confirm it yourself The weakness and youthfulness as I stand still Running through the days Yes, many times Yes, many timesMemories and black clouds swirling around Disappear, burst in the desert Shining plasma TV Images of the future to come The carp on the cutting board Imagines what lies ahead and sleeps Shining plasma TV Images of the future to come The endless rain dances on the eaves Matching my loneliness With a push of a button, I imagine The future to come So it won't get erased Even if my two black eyes shine in the night Sweating on a snowy field in winter Numbing my skin sense Don't forget about me Now, the lamplight quietly fades here Make sure of it My weaknesses and innocence Standing still, racing through the days 321, information is tangled Not knowing the truth The birth of reality and fantasy Tomorrow and its footsteps 321, emotions run wild Reality wants to escape Confusing imagination and delusion Sweeping away things So it won't get erased Even if your fragile hand weakly flutters Sweating on a snowy field in winter Numbing my skin sense Don't forget about me A distance opening up A world melting away Tears shedding for the end and beginning Blurring blue Weak pain Now, the lamplight quietly fades here Make sure of it My weaknesses and innocence Standing still, racing through the days Yes, many times Yes, many times