Hidarite
boku wa mazu sen'nō sarete
fukai shita ni nareta
mukai no o heya
soreto fukaina mohea ni mo
boku wa matsu toki no kuse de
hitokakera no kuroi satō
otoshite sore o miiru
marude ā
kotei no tsuki mazete mo mazete mo
mikudashita boku no me to me soko de au
tokenai yuki ā odoru zanshi
tokashi kitte shimau no ga
yurusarenai no ka?
boku wa matte ita kuse ni
shita ni shizumu ama kusu reta rinkaku
sore o shitau
matotta suki ato kara ato kara
sarashite wa hibiku kūkyo kairō
mayotta nochi ā mekuru pēji
mayoi konde kazasu no wa
itsumo no hidarite
koeru nara sochira kara
yameru nara kochira kara
kotei no tsuki mazete mo mazete mo
mikudashita boku no me to me soko de au
tokenai yuki ā odoru zanshi
tokashi kitte shimau no ga
yurusarenai no ka?
matotta suki ato kara ato kara
sarashite wa hibiku kūkyo kairō
mayotta nochi ā mekuru pēji
mayoi konde kazasu no wa
itsumo no hidarite
Left Hand
I was first brainwashed
I became deep inside
Facing the opposite room
And also in the deep forest
I have a habit of waiting
A piece of black sugar
Dropping it, I see it
Just like that
Even if I mix the fixed moon
My eyes that met there
The snow that won't melt, ah, dances remnants
Will it be forgiven
I have a habit of waiting
Sinking into the deep sea
I desire that
From the remaining love, from the remaining love
Echoing through the empty corridor
After hesitating, ah, turning the page
Waving after getting lost
Is always the left hand
If you can surpass, then from there
If you can stop, then from here
Even if I mix the fixed moon
My eyes that met there
The snow that won't melt, ah, dances remnants
Will it be forgiven
From the remaining love, from the remaining love
Echoing through the empty corridor
After hesitating, ah, turning the page
Waving after getting lost
Is always the left hand