Kasabuta

In the middle of the slope leading to tomorrow
Adults passing by whisper
I understand love, dreams, and ideals
But the reality in front of me isn't that sweet

Stumbling and rolling
I don't want to forget the passion full of scabs

Cut off our pretense of not being able to become adults
Only those who want to laugh can laugh because we don't run or hide
At least don't pick off our unreliable ten eyes
Just fulfill the role of giving water

Repeated failures
Different thoughts
Our standards are uncertain
Our pace has somehow widened from yesterday

While stretching and being knocked down
Peeling off the scabs a bit but no answers

Listen to our selfishness of wanting to become adults
Even if we sleep and wake up, just stop time that binds us a little
At least don't cut off our inappropriate nine fruits
It's okay to worry until the time ripens red

Cut off our pretense of not being able to become adults
Only those who want to laugh can laugh because we don't run or hide
At least don't pick off our unreliable ten eyes
Just fulfill the role of giving water