青い春と西の空 (Blue Spring And Western Sky)

The blue sky of August
Like mixing together
The cries of flying birds were heard

A sweaty t-shirt
Pinched in the middle
Swayed by the wind from the passing train

Blending into the phlegm color
The western sky and I
The dust in the air sparkles brightly

With a face that seems natural
I tried to endure the blue spring
It's too much and feels like melting
But it might also become poison

Feeling the shadows lengthen
Let's go home soon
The world being narrow is a big lie

It doesn't reflect in the photos
The sounds and smells
I can't capture them forever

Because I kept growing
My toes hurt
If I lie down barefoot, a melody floats in the sky

With a face that seems natural
I ended up being blinded by the blue spring
Raising a white flag
It's hot and feels like getting burned

Staring at the thinning shadows
If the sun doesn't come out
No one can live in monochrome

With a face that seems natural
I keep getting blinded by the blue spring
Sweet or painful
Until that day when it burns out

If I touch the disappearing shadows
There's the light of the stars
Is it okay to believe that the world is wide?