Haruha Tokete
Indigo la End
Melting Spring
The camellia of the past
From flower to flower
A season swollen like a dream
To the person burning
As hot as can be
Now just
Now still
The cut spring
Blossomed conveniently
It always becomes new
Meeting countless times
Parting and repeating
We are simply free
Spring melts
Sparsely colored
We painted the world
The moment we can feel happy
Is always somewhere
Trying to love
Trying to get hurt
In those days, we acquire the weapon called 'but'
The future is long and wastefully beautiful
Going up and down
Even if we get tired, it continues
The cut spring
Blossomed conveniently
It always becomes new
Meeting countless times
Parting and repeating
We are simply free
Stop your feet
It's okay to praise yourself for breathing
It's not wrong to stay as you are
Someday, the heart and
Spring melts
Sparsely colored
Paint the world
The moment we can feel happy
Is always somewhere
Forgetting suddenly
How to move the wings
Even the bird just looking up at the sky
Flying like a skylark
With a cry that seems to understand
Showing a sparkling face
There may be such things
Spring melts
Sparsely colored
We painted the world
The moment we can feel happy
Is always somewhere
Growing up
The camellia is colored
It will distance itself
That's right
It's not a bad story
