Seishun Sick

Invaded by the sickness of youth
Only seeking fleeting things
Someday turning to dust and scattering
How many times has youth changed its color
Farewell to youth

I stopped doing that, I stopped doing that day
I thought I did, but I was wrong
I wasn't as strong as I thought
It's impossible, it's impossible to cut it off
I thought I couldn't, but I was wrong, I wasn't as weak as I thought

Your voice, your voice
Brushing past my head, I panic
Like this, like this
I will wither away here

I've been running without stopping
I just wanted to think that way
Moving forward a bit, then stepping back a bit
Before I knew it, it was already a dark sky

Invaded by the sickness of youth
Only seeking fleeting things
Someday turning to dust and scattering
How many times has youth changed its color
Farewell to youth

I see, in the end, everyone is connected
It's lonely, it's painful
There was no time to soothe myself

Your voice, your voice
Screaming inside me
If I listen closely, if I listen closely
Everything comes back to life

Keep running without stopping
Something is always approaching me
Where am I running to
Before I know it, the sky clears again

If the heartless water surface is filled with tears
The sighing morning glow
If you can see it disappearing someday
Don't be fixated, retribution will come

Living entwined in the swirling mud
This body continues to burn with unseen heat
Drifting in a place exposed to the elements
Even though my heart has never been captivated

In the sparkle of youth
Without seeing the eternal light
Someday turning to dust and scattering
The transience of youth