I'm going out of the house first to get some air
Soon the pain in the muscles will decrease
Used to be gentle whenever we had a bump on the road
What happened, always saying Love already nothing until...
Is it really like that at first, a different sparkle in the eyes
But as time goes on, it gets a little annoying
Our itchura is getting ugly, accelerating with aging
Dot that the incident is getting worse, trust has become a bubble
The sky is getting dark
It is too late for all of us
The time has come
Even if you water the feelings
They will not grow anymore leaf
Let's write the end on the last page to read
There is no going back, say what needs to be confessed
I'm sorry for not giving you everything
Breathe together, the world is getting crowded < br/>The sky is getting dark
It's too late for us
The time has come
Even if you water the feelings
The leaves won't grow anymore
It's too late to us
The response is far away
The tree is tall
But the roots are poisoned
It is too late
You are free, I am free
You are free, we are free