For some reason, only "Kimi" doesn't understand "Boku."
The more I long for you, the more it hurts.
You used to laugh and say, "Good medicine tastes bitter,"
But now I understand.

There are days I wish the bad dreams would end,
Things I can't tell anyone,
The misbuttoned shirt, and that night,
Maybe they're all part of the recipe for happiness.

For example, if "Boku" wasn't me,
If "Kimi" wasn't you...
Why? But every single memory
Calls out to "Kimi."
The days I locked away, the heart I chained,
Are melting away like magic.
There are many "Kimi"s,
And in the end, I still love this world.

For some reason, only "Boku" doesn't understand "Kimi."
The more I try to understand, the harder it becomes.
You always said, "Don't worry..."
But I thought I understood, and yet I can't say it now.

The little things that seem tough on the outside,
The harsh words, but gentle heart,
The shy defensiveness, the sense of justice,
They're all your recipe.

For example, if "Koko" wasn't here,
If "Ima" wasn't now...
If we hadn't met, when I think about it,
It's not so bad.
The past I locked away and the future I chained,
Are being connected like magic.
The recipe for happiness overflows,
And this world is so, look, I love it.