Solitude

A lot of miscellaneous colors of your smile
Blue, red and tears without any only dissolve in the mouth

That to me from your everyday words
To feel like a dream a lie to say

If the promise was not even signed it, but rather I hope
I received from a variety of shapes kindness

Cold exchanging words, but if you stay next to
Do not you remember anything colder

If the promise was not even signed it, but rather I hope
I received from a variety of shapes kindness

From the sorrowfully all look the same too
Now I have to forget it

As the unamusing always thought you YOSETA
About broken hearts, I had seen

"逢ITAI" It seems that if you do not distance
Drowning in a flood of memories, but

愛SENAI so?