Ikura matte itatte kono mise wa Dare mo nani mo motte kite wa kurenai nda yo ne Serufu saabisu nan dakara Kono machi mo kono kuni mo Muboubi ni tada ikite kite shimatta ne
Kanashii hodo kyou no yuuhi kirei da ne Minna suppin datta ano "SEVENTEEN" DAYs Fushigi na kurai kimi wa doko kara kita no? Soshite bokura wa doko ni mukatte ikun darou
Kokoro ga sukoshi zutsu nigotte kuru Otona ni naru ni tsurete genjitsuteki ni natte shimatta Demo iitai koto ga iezu Kekkyoku kotoba ni dekizu Uchiki na watashi wo sotto kidzuite hoshii na
Kanashii hodo kyou no yuuhi kirei da ne Guuzen deatta ano hi no ano toki ni kansha shite Me wo tojireba kimi no yokogao mieru Soshite futari wa doko ni mukatte ikun darou
Itsuka wa sameru nurumayu no yo no naka de Obie nagara mayoi nagara nayami nagara Aishi nagara ikite iru
Kanashii hodo kyou no yuuhi kirei da ne Minna suppin datta ano our school days Furikaereba itsumo kimi ga waratteru Naze jiko ai dake de wa manzoku dekinai ndarou
Soshite bokura wa doko ni mukatte ikun darou
In this shop, no matter how long I wait, nobody will come and take my order, because everything is self-service. This town, as well as this country, has been defenselessly letting its time pass.
Today's setting sun is so melancholically beautiful. Back in the days when we were 17, everyone was simple and honest. Almost beyond belief, just where did you come from? Also, in which direction are we headed, and where are we going?
My heart has, little by little, become clouded, and as I matured, I also became more and more realistic. But I'm still unable to say what I want to say, and in the end no words ever came out of me. Although I'm very bashful, I wish you would take notice of me.
Today's setting sun is so melancholically beautiful. Grateful for our random encounter on that day, when I close my eyes, the image of your face appears in my mind. Also, in which direction are we headed, and where are we going?
In this society, which someday will cool down and become tepid, I am living with fear, hesitation, worries, and love.
Today's setting sun is so melancholically beautiful. Back in our school days, everyone was simple and honest. When I turn around, I see that you have always been smiling. Why can't I be satisfied with only love for myself?
Also, in which direction are we headed, and where are we going?