Suwabe Jun'ichi - Rise
текст песни

Tentakaku kakageteta atsuki omoi toki hanateba
Harukanaru maboroshi no shounen no me utsushiteiru
Tsuki ga noboru
Chiri isoida inori no koe yubi kara kobore ochitewa
Ryoute no hira akaku somete onore no mijukusa wo shiru
Hiroku kanjita sora wa imamo todokanu hodo tookute
Sore demo mada oikaketeru tamashii ga hageshiku sakebu
Kakemegure kedakasa yo mamori nukeru tsuyosa idaki
Yobisamase kagayaki yo michibikarete meguru tensei
Shinjirukara
Hibikiwataru nageki no uta sadame wo kono mi ni yudane
Senaka awase nukumori niwa itoshisa to kodoku kasane
Yami wo kiru tabi michi wa itsumo kewashiku nari nagakute
Dokokani mada akiramenai tamashii no kizuna ga sawagu
Maiagare toutosa yo koganeiro no hikari idaki
Yobiokose kiyoki yume enishitsunagu kuroi kami ni
Chikaeru kara
Hitotsu sukueba hitotsu kowasu negai sae kudakete
Sore demo mada motometeita kokoro goto yasurageru basho wo
Kakemegure kedakasa yobisamase kagayaki yo
Maiagare toutosa yo yobiokose kiyoki yume yo
Tentakaku kakageteta atsuki omoi toki hanateba
Harukanaru maboroshi no shounen no me utsushiteiru
Tsuki ga noboru

Held high up in the sky, if that blazing will be released,
the eyes of the boy, far away and illusious, would reflect
a rising moon.
The prayer voice that whithers quickly falls down through the fingers.
It dyes in red two palms. I now understand my immaturity.
The sky feels so broad, unreachably remote even now.
Nevertheless, I will still pursue tenaciously, as my soul violently cries out.
Run about, the sublime! Embrace the strength of protecting steadfastly.
Wake up, the radiant! Be led by the repeating reincarnation.
I will believe.
The resounding song of grief entrusts fate to this body.
The converging warmth on my back is overlaid with loveliness and loneliness.
Every time I slash through darkness, the road always becomes longer and more dangerous.
Still, the bond of my soul is restless and will not give up until it arrives at some place.
Soar up, the precious! Embrace the golden-yellow light.
Get up, the pure dream! Fasten the enishi with dark hair.
I will vow.
If one is saved, one is abandoned, and with that shatters the hope.
Nevertheless, I am still searching for a place where my heart can be at ease.
Run about, the sublime! Wake up, the radiant!
Soar up, the precious! Get up, the pure dream!
Held high up in the sky, if that blazing will be released,
the boy, far away and illusious, would see
a rising moon.