Before love rejects logic by calling itself "too heavy a burden"
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And changes into hatred...
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Isn't just about everything like that?
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False reality always puts a lid on awkward circumstances
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In an era of twisted dilemmas
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Even we, who should have made a promise, breeze by without noticing
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We destroyed and even understood each other
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Are we mere shadows of who we once were?
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And when we refused to acknowledge that and stood against it
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We did it without running from the image of when we fell
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Ah, I'll search over and over again for
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Your eyes and the warmth of your hands
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Isn't just about everything like that?
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False reality always puts a lid on awkward circumstances
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In an era of twisted dilemmas
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Even we, who should have made a promise, breeze by without noticing
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The city that never changes even when I'm not there
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Won't ever seek out my salvation
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Duped by someone honest,
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Everyone's within a fragile crystal
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Ah, because I've piled up so many lies
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"Love never does anything but hurt me..." you mumbled
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And wept that you feared trusting, didn't you?
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By knowing your weakness, growing strong, and trusting without fear,
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You will surely know true love before it changes into hatred
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Wasn't this heartless, contrived world
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I can't watch these days that lack even a shard of reason
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In eyes tired of reflecting, where vileness dwells
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Lies that heal the heart: they do exist, but
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What steal the heart away are lies, aren't they?
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"Even if I try to approach love, it just snaps at me..." I mumbled
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And lived having stopped trusting, hadn't I?
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Even if I get struck down by despair, I ought to cling
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To my fleeting life with astonishingly strong feelings
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Wasn't this heartless, contrived thing
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The love I lost in this city--
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When I search for its meaning,
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It'll surely get a bit better and I'll be able to move on
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