It's true, isn't it? It seems as though we're headed for a new century.

It's miraculous, this is something you can only taste once.

Let's remember one more time. On the day we arrived on this Earth

we were somehow happy,and somehow it hurt.

We were crying. Reality is a traitor; it's easy to misjudge things.

So with your own two eyes please decide the worth of this place.

Do it with your own standards. We've arrived in these times.

But somehow things move on. So somehow we're standing here and we're living through today.

We've arrived on this kind of world. Somehow I'm very happy somehow it hurts a lot.

While crying at the top of my lungs: I've arrived in these times. But I met you,

I've arrived in this kind of world. So I was able to meet you.