Fingertips foretell.
Which petals won't be chosen?
We race on tiptoes, I won't take my eyes off.
See, poised and calm.
Day after day, entangled.
Take another deep breath; don't touch without knowing.
Smiling awkwardly, I'm perplexed.
The meaning of the words is a secret.
Ah, the closer I get, the farther it becomes.
A Mei Syndrome made of a transparent color.
Don't fear superstition; lay a hand on it.
Cast a spell that never fades.
Wishing a million times.
Speak it aloud at a million degrees.
With all my might, to the point my breath would stop.
Feelings on the verge of giving up.
Turn into an invisible flame.
And I will burn my heart.
One-hundredth of a love.
Chant it a hundred times more.
So it won't end as just a story.
Kicking the feet that won't run.
Run through a world that won't brighten.
The unyielding flower will bloom.
I was dyed in Flare Blue.
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Wandering, lost.
Wandering, stained with anxiety.
Timid, colorful emotions.
After all, is this just a fantasy?
Yearning to decide, yet obeying.
Taking off the leash of common sense.
Let your feet drift wherever they will; go for it, rising into the night.
Hop onto the floor.
The precarious minute hand becomes zero.
Even if it can't be undone-trick trick.
A rampaging stand-off.
Push, then pull.
The ending is drawing near.
You sense it, surely.
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Ah, even if you chase, you lose sight.
In the depths of eyes that have carefully focused.
Open the page and look toward the expanding world.
With unwavering passion.
Shout a million times.
Wiped away by a million degrees.
Until my throat is parched, like this.
Today too, it feels wrong.
And becomes the next future.
If it becomes tomorrow.
A hundred years of love and romance.
Even this day, which comes but once.
So it doesn't end as mere bravado.
The voice raised without giving up.
I was swaying in unfamiliar colors.
Soaring up, becoming wind, and scattering.
Fragile, cowardly everyday.
Step by step, step by step, moving forward.
Little by little, little by little, color begins to appear.
Ah, the depths of the eyes are drawing nearer.
One hundredth of a love.
Wanting to deliver it first.
As long as I have breath, I'll be completely serious.
The melted feelings.
Become an unseen flame.
Because it is burning my heart.
One hundredth of a love.
Chant it a hundred times more.
So it won't end as just a story.
Kicking the feet that won't run.
Run through a world that won't brighten.
The unyielding flower will bloom.
I was dyed in Flare Blue.