ano hi no yume o  ima mo zutto  oikaketsuzukete itara
imagoro  boku wa  doko ni ite  nani o shite ita n darou?tameiki de sabitsuita kono kagi de  ima mo mada aku no ka na?
shinjita mama  nugisuteta  yume to issho ni  boku o matte'ru  ano hi no rokkaaima yori zutto aoku  yasashiku mieta sora
nani o wasureta n darou? nani o oboeta n darou? nani o mitsuketa n darou?
kotae no nai toi ni  shiroku nijinda sora
fumidasenakatta ano michi wa  ima koko ni tsuzuite itanando makete mo  machigatte mo  yume wa owari ja nai
nando katte mo  tatta ichido no  akirame ni kuzurete yukumiageru hodo nagai noborizaka  ima  boku no me no mae ni
hikikaeshite shimaeba  mata  koukai dake ga  boku o matte'ru  kudarizakakokoro no sakebi nado  dare ni mo kikoenai
dakara warau n da yo  namida ga deru n da yo  dakara kagayaku n da yo
jibun rashisa o sagashite  dareka no mane mo shite mita
nanika ga chigau n da yo  dare ni mo kikenai n da yo  sore de mo sagashite itai n daima yori zutto aoku  yasashiku mieta sora
nani o wasureta n darou? nani o oboeta n darou? nani o mitsuketa n darou?
ano hi yori zutto aoku  tsuyoku shinjita sora
fumidasenakatta ano michi wa  ima doko ni...ano hi no boku ga  zutto matte'ta  kokoro no ikidomari de
sukoshi dake hanashi o  kiite kureru kai?
sukoshi dake  yasunde mo ii kai?
					
					English translation 
					
					If I had been chasing the dream from that day all this time,
then just where would I be now, and what would I have done instead?Will this key, rusty from my sighs, still be able to open that locker,
which has been waiting for me together with the dream I unwillingly flung away?The sky used to look much more azure and tender than it does now.
Just what have I forgotten? What have I remembered? And what have I found?
Now the sky is blurred into pale white by answerless inquries.
That road, which I wasn't able to step onto, has now stretched to this place.No matter how many times we lose or err, our dreams do not mark the end.
No matter how many times we win, one quitting will cause us to crumble.Before my eyes, I see an uphill slope, which looks longer the more I gaze up.
If I turn back, only a downhill slope of nothing but regret will be waiting for me.The yelp from within my heart is not audible to anyone else.
That's why I will laugh, that's why I will cry, and that's why I will be gleaming.
In search for my own originality, I tried mimicking many others.
Something must be wrong. I can't get an answer. Still, I want to keep searching.The sky used to look much more azure and tender than it does now.
Just what have I forgotten? What have I remembered? And what have I found?
I've always believed firmly in a sky that would be even more azure than that day.
That road, which I wasn't able to step onto, to where is it stretching now...?Back on that day, I had forever waited at my heart's dead end.
Would you listen, just for a little bit, to what I have to say?
Would it be okay for me to rest for a while?