Koshaberi Biyori

Even though the corner is right there, visible
So as not to get hurt, I'm holding back in my heart
(1, 2, 3)
The echoing sound of shoes, only one pair can't be seen
I can't help but be concerned
Always looking at someone from the audience

I pack the lonely song into my ears
Thinking about ticklish things
No matter how many times, let's hold hands
It's unexpectedly okay (It's unexpectedly okay)
It's unexpectedly okay

Quietly stepping forward, it's being repainted
The familiar scenery is always quieter than usual
(Always quieter than usual)
Still, definitely passing by in the wind
With your voice, I raised my face, mismatched hairpin
Holding tightly

What color are your thoughts?
I wanted to express them a little
But ah, it's okay not to say it, let's blend together
Like an intersection without traffic lights, gradually
Spreading, holding your words full of melting feelings

I want to know, see, touch
From beyond the blurred lens
Someone is waving their hand towards here
A face that can't be seen

Just waiting for guidance, feeling like I'll be left behind
Blinking changes to actions, reflecting on the eyelids
I can't help but be concerned about your
Face that I still can't fully read

The wind blowing in through the window
Somehow starts to feel like consciousness
Sweet, answerless stories
I feel like I can tell you too (I feel like I can tell you too)
I feel like I can tell you too

The colors and scents of the seasons are getting stronger
Wanting the touched moments to be more vivid
My heart beats faster, like the beginning of a dream
While gently holding hands
Look, it's being comforted here

What sound is your sound?
I want to listen a little more carefully
Will it eventually become clearer? Will it harmonize?
Even in discordant breathing, it feels lovely
With sparkling cracks, holding a bouquet of thoughts for you

Even without guideposts, we're moving forward step by step
Because there will come a time when we can like ourselves
Wanting to see both the sunrise and sunset
That little greediness, just a bit, just a tiny bit
Urges us on

What color are your thoughts?

What color are your thoughts?
I wanted to express them a little
But ah, it's okay not to say it, let's blend together
Like an intersection without traffic lights, gradually
Spreading, holding your words full of melting feelings

I want to know, see, touch
From beyond the blurred lens
Someone is waving their hand towards here