YOU SAID:

Like an angel who has forsaken sympathy, Rise up, young boy, and make yourself a legend! Blue skies and beckoning winds... Are trying to open the door of your heart. But you're gazing at me as if you cannot see; You just stand there, smiling vacantly. Your eyes hold such innocence; You're blind to the fate that will soon come to pass. But it's summoning you with a touch like a sigh; You seek it without knowing why. But, someday, I know that you will be awakened... And your eyes will finally see. These wings on your back are just waiting to guide you; The future will soon set you free! This cruel thesis, a spiteful angel's litany, Will soon soar from the window of your destiny. White-hot pathos, a desecrated symphony; Stay true to this and don't betray your memory! Come now, reach out - you must embrace reality! Rise up, young boy, and make yourself a legend! You've slept for ever-so-long... Embraced in affection and cradled with care. But with morning's approach comes an echoing cry; It tells you to wave your dreams goodbye. And the moon is shining above; It wishes to show just how fragile you are. You're so frail and slight in its silvery light; Our fate is not one we can fight. But, someday, I hope that we'll be reunited... If that is what's destined to be. Perhaps we'll discover that elusive Bible, And then we will finally be free! This cruel thesis, a spiteful angel's mockery, Will bring with it the sorrow of futility. Hold on tightly and do not lose vitality; You must wake up, for now the dream is history! Come now, reach out - you must embrace humanity! Rise up, young boy, and make yourself a legend! Love is the thread of the story that's woven... Of future and present and past. I may not ever ascend to the heavens, But I know my love will still last! This cruel thesis, a spiteful angel's litany, Will soon soar from the window of your destiny. White-hot pathos, a desecrated symphony; Stay true to this and don't betray your memory! Come now, reach out - you must embrace reality! Rise up, young boy, and make yourself a legend

INTO JAPANESE

共感を見捨てた天使のように、アップライズ、少年、と自分で伝説作ります！青い空と手招き風が...あなたの心の扉を開こうとしています。あなたが見ることができないかのようにしかし、あなたは私を見つめています。あなたはただぼんやりと笑顔、そこに立っています。あなたの目は、そのような無邪気さを保持します。あなたはすぐに渡すために来る運命に盲目です。しかし、それはSUMMです