While I've lost my shaken sense of reality Where will my sentiments, piling up like rubble, go? Holding a crushed hope, I brushed off the red rain and ran in a trance At the end of crumbled emotions, what do I see? What exists? I still don't know All fleeting futures simply kept unfolding silently in front of my eyes Light and shadows vanished; what the last words Wished for was just tomorrow; where does it exist in this reality? Gazing at the crushed present, I ran in the middle of the red rain unhesitatingly Over the crumbling scenery, what do I know? What do I hear? I can't see anymore I'll simply keep silently choosing the single fleeting future in front of my eyes At the end of crumbled emotions, what do I see? What exists? I still don't know All fleeting futures simply kept unfolding silently in front of my eyes