プレイシック

Got tired of everything
We were filled with melancholy
Like a body temperature of 38°C
Will it be sunny tomorrow?
Rather, shall we go somewhere?
We were in love
Back then, when we were
Like walking through the city
During a break in the sunshine
Look, the rain has stopped
It's like a cappella
Tired of everything
With an obvious repeat
Slept, woke up
Our melancholy
Is like a needle, I would say
Will it rain tomorrow?
Rather, shall we look for blooming sunflowers?
We were in love
With a flickering light bulb
With the moonlight
Like swimming through the city
Through the gaps between people, with you, in a distorted crawl
Tired of everything!
Holding up an umbrella in the sun
As if we were praying
In the gaps between days
Like occasionally catching a cold
Just during the daytime
Like walking through the city
Look, the rain has stopped
It's like a cappella
On Monday, we are bright
With what's known as a feigned illness

Zenbu iya ni natta
Bokutachi wa ureita
38-do no taion mitai ni
Ashita wa haremasu ka ne
Sore yori yappari, doko ka e ikimasen ka
Koi o shiteimashita
Ano koro no bokutachi ni
Hare no aima ni
Machi o aruiteru mitai
Hora ne, ame ga yanda ze
Kore sa akapera mitai da ne
Zenbu iya ni naru kurai
Rokotsu na ripīto de
Nemutta okita
Bokutachi no urei wa
Nante iu ka, hari mitai
Ashita wa ame desu ka ne
Sore yori saita himawari o sagashimasen ka
Koi o shiteimashita
Kirekake no denkyū ni
Tsuki no akari de
Machi o oyoideru mitai
Hito to hito no sukima o kimi to, ibitsu na kurōru de ne
Zenbu iya ni naru kurai!
Hare ni kasa o kakagete
Bokura inotteru mitai
Hibi to hibi no sukima de
Tama ni hiku kaze mitai ni ne
Tada no hiruma ni
Machi o aruiteru mitai
Hora ne, ame ga yanda ze
Kore sa akapera mitai da ne
Getsuyōbi no bokura hareyaka
Iwayuru kebyō de ne