We take neither detours nor shortcuts
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And we don't fear tomorrow coming
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We continued to walk late at night on the Inokashira Street
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Only the vivid dreams stretched long in the shadows
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We, who are not yet adults, are simple incomprehensible shining marbles
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At the time we peeked from there
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Even if it wasn't anything special, it shone
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Now the things you see from the marble in your hand
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Look a little different, but
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They glitter slightly next to us
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Magokoro Brothers that we listened to back then, even now
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When we listen we are tightly embraced by the memories
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We take neither detours nor shortcuts
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For us, now is more important than if there's anything tomorrow
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Loving someone so much that you felt pain
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Getting hurt, sharing loneliness
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Back then, the things you saw from the marble in your hand
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Had the gentle color like that of sunset
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Those were our ordinary days
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At the time we peeked from there
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Even if it wasn't anything special, it shone
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Now the things you see from the marble in your hand
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Look a little different, but
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They glitter slightly next to us
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