More loneliness will probably await me ahead.
I'm not getting any new memories, but my old ones are shining.
I wonder what kind of adult
I appear to others right now.

My innocent dream has vanished into the spring breeze.
I somehow made it come true by myself.
I wonder if I should be content now.
Say, what happened to you?

How's it going? How's it going?
How have you been?
I have had my hard times,
but, believing that it will reach you,
I am singing a song like so.

Even when we were parting,
why did I feel overwhelming gratitude instead of sorrow?
I wanted to let you know that
I was happy to have met you.

How's it going? How's it going?
How have you been?
I've been looking up at the sky all this time.
Believing that it will reach you,
I am singing a song like so.

In the stillness, if I close my eyes,
a nostalgic voice resounds.
I will transcend time,
become truly together with you and live on.

How's it going? How's it going?
How have you been?
I recall the gentle image of your bitter smile.
My unyielding persistence
is also as stubborn as always.

How's it going? How's it going?
I wish we could
laugh together and talk together again.
Can you hear me...?
Believing that my song will reach you,
I have been singing all this time.

How's it going? How's it going?
How have you been?
I have had my hard times,
but today, tomorrow, and probably always,
I will keep singing like this.

How's it going? How's it going?
How have you been?
I have had my hard times,
but, believing that it will reach you,
I am singing a song like so.