Sotsugyou

In the shadow of the school building, on the grass
Engulfed by the sky, feeling a mix of illusion and reality
The chime rings, sitting in the usual seat in the classroom
Thinking about what to follow and what to obey
A noisy heart, now something inside me
Was feeling confused without meaning

After school, in the town, we, with the wind
Float in our lonely eyes, walking sadly
In a shop with a mix of laughter and sighs
We competed in the balance of pinball
If there's even a bit of excitement in a boring heart
We kept on talking big

We couldn't do anything seriously in practice
At night, we broke the classroom window and spun around
We kept resisting, struggling, wanting to be free quickly

In the conflict with untrustworthy adults
How could we understand each other and forgive?
Annoyed, yet we spent time like that
The only thing I understood
Was graduation from this control

Everyone heated up in someone's fight
Wanted to know how strong they were
Believing that only strength was necessary
And saying that following was losing
Even to friends, I showed off my strength
Sometimes hurting someone else

Eventually, everyone falls in love and
Words of love and ideal love are the only things that steal hearts
Saying that to live, you need to become higher
I strongly believed in loving people honestly
What's important is the difference between loving
And living for someone

I thought to hell with being serious in practice
At night, we broke the classroom window and spun around
We kept resisting, struggling, wanting to be free quickly

In the conflict with untrustworthy adults
How could we understand each other and forgive?
Annoyed, yet we spent time like that
The only thing I understood
Was graduation from this control

What do you understand by graduating?
What remains after memories?
If people are all weak, timid sheep
Are you, teacher, a timid adult in disguise?
Where should we head with our anger?
What will tie me down from now on?
The next time I graduate from myself
I'll surely reach my true self

Without anyone noticing our constrained freedom
Even the days of resistance come to an end
Graduation from this control
Graduation from the battle