---- Tsuyoi furi de waratte miseta Hareta mabuta, kakusenai mama Omotte mo nai kotoba bakari ga afurete kuru no Dō shitara ii?
Ima koko de gyutto shigamitsuitara Kono sekai wa tsuzuite yuku kana Kimi no naka no watashi wa donna kao de warau no? Mō wasureta yo
Mō isso owarasemashō Kimi ga sonna kao o shite mata warau kurai nara Koko ni aru kioku dake de watashi wa daijōbu yo nē
Fureta yubi kara nagareru ondo made watashi no naka, myaku o utte toketa Kienai yō ni tojikomete oku kara Nē waratte Mō daijōbu yo
Sā egao no junbi wa hora dekite iru noni kotoba ga tsuzukanai Komatta yō na kimi no me ni utsuru Sokka, watashi wa naite ita'n da
Sā, koko de owarasemashō Kimi ga yasashii kao de mata te o nobasu mae ni Koko ni aru kimochi dake de watashi wa ashita mo sono saki mo Daijōbu da yo tte iwasete yo
Kore ijō namida ga nagaretara watashi no naka no kimi ga tokedashite Karappo ni natte shimau mae ni hayaku tomatte yo
Moshimo sono te o nigirikaeshita nara Watashi wa mata kimi ni oborete yuku Sore demo ii no? Mata waraeru no kana Mō ichido, te o nobasu no Todoku no kana
Todoite
---- Putting up a brave front, I tried to smile, But I still can't hide my swollen eyes. These words keep surging up in my mind, even though they aren't even mine. What should I do? If I were to hold on to you tightly right here, right at this moment, I wonder if the world would still go on like always. How does my smile look like in your memories? I can't recall it myself.
We might as well end it now, So that you won't have to smile at me like that again. I'll be OK as long as I have these memories of us. See?
Even your warmth, flowing into me from where our fingers touched, had dissolved away with a throb, But I will lock them all up, so that nothing will vanish from me. So smile for me, won't you? I'm really fine now.
I've prepared my brightest smile, and yet my words fail me. Reflected in your bewildered eyes... I see, so I've been crying.
Come on, let's end everything here Before you hold out your hand to me again, looking at me so tenderly. Just give me a chance to tell you that I'll be OK, Be it tomorrow, or the days after, as long as I have these feelings of us.
If I keep on crying like this, your presence in my mind will eventually be washed away, So I will my tears to stop, before I become completely empty.
If I were to take that hand you offered me, I will end up losing myself in you again. Is that still OK with you? Will I be able to smile again? I'll reach out my hand, once more. Will it reach you?