If Hitori Omou
ゆらり ゆるれり
yurari yurureri
うたかたおもい めぐるはかり
utakata omoi meguru hakari
つたうみなすじ
tsutau minasuji
そのてがひらくあすは
sono te ga hiraku asu wa
ひかりへてをのばす
hikari e te o nobasu
けがれなくぎんのつるぎ
kegarenaku gin no tsurugi
まどろみ
madoromi
おもいをたちきりて
omoi o tachikirite
うたうせいひつ
utau seihitsu
すいしょやわくひかりちりて
suisho yawaku hikari chirite
やみのさりゆくあかつき
yami no sariyuku akatsuki
ひとりおもう
hitori omou
ゆらり ゆるれり
yurari yurureri
うたかたおもい めぐるはかり
utakata omoi meguru hakari
つたうみなすじ
tsutau minasuji
そのてがひらくあすは
sono te ga hiraku asu wa
やみへとすすみゆく
yami e to susumiyuku
うつろなはくあのおざ
utsuro na hakua no oza
おのれを
onore o
すべてをあざむいて
subete o azamuite
つむぐことわり
tsumugu kotowari
こくよにぶくくずれおちて
kokuyo nibuku kuzureochite
ひかりさりゆくたそがれ
hikari sariyuku tasogare
ひとりおもう
hitori omou
えらびしはただしきみちすべてが
erabishi wa tadashiki michi subete ga
なげきもえがおもいもゆめもきっと
nageki mo egao mo kui mo yume mo kitto
ゆくすえにまよいつかれさすらい
yukusue ni mayoitsukare sasurai
いばらをそのみにきざむもまたきっと
ibara o sono mi ni kizamu mo mata kitto
はざまへしずみゆく
hazama e shizumiyuku
さまよいたゆたうこころ
samayoi tayutau kokoro
おさなき
osanaki
ねがいをもとめてた
negai o motometeta
むすぶけつえい
musubu ketsuei
なきがらうもれくるいはてて
nakigara umore kuruihatete
みなもにうつる
minamo ni utsuru
わがいをだれがしるや
waga i wo dare ga shiru ya
ゆらり ゆるれり
yurari yurureri
うたかたおもい めぐるはかり
utakata omoi meguru hakari
つたうみなすじ
tsutau minasuji
そのてがひらくあすは
sono te ga hiraku asu wa
ゆるれり ゆらり
yurureri yurari
If I Think Alone
Swaying, gently drifting
Fleeting thoughts, spinning around
A flowing stream of memories
The tomorrow that opens with your hand
Reaching out toward the light
A pure silver sword, untainted
In a daze
Cutting off my thoughts
Singing the essence
The light scatters like water
As darkness fades into dawn
I think alone
Swaying, gently drifting
Fleeting thoughts, spinning around
A flowing stream of memories
The tomorrow that opens with your hand
Moving toward the darkness
The hollow white haze
Deceiving myself
And everything else
Weaving the truth
Falling apart in the depths of the void
As light fades into twilight
I think alone
The chosen path is the right one, everything
Sorrow, smiles, thoughts, dreams, surely
In the end, lost and weary, wandering
Even if I carve through thorns, surely
Sinking into the gap
A wandering heart, swaying
Seeking
Childlike wishes
Binding the essence
A corpse, lost in madness
Reflected in the water
Who knows my existence?
Swaying, gently drifting
Fleeting thoughts, spinning around
A flowing stream of memories
The tomorrow that opens with your hand
Gently drifting, swaying