At wavering midnight, I dream my dream with you
The monochrome scenery-
Whilst wandering I try reaching out my hand to the unreliable future
The feeling I touched upon amidst my *forgetfulness;
Sunk into dizziness and quietly burst apart;
(Our) two shadows wishing as to never to wake up...
*or ”lapse of memory” but do u really think I would resist using my name here
ふらふら狂い出す秒針が棘になって
幼い心を見透かして突き刺さる
The unsteadily going mad second hand turns into a thorn
Seeing through and piercing into (my) young heart
消えない痛みがボクを締め付ける
現実が遠くなる
A pain that just won’t go away presses hard against me
And reality grows further away
At wavering midnight, we searched
For the secret code
I try reaching out my hand to the future there (thinking) “It must be a mistake”
The feeling that went mad* amidst my blindness
Seemed very similar to your soft hand
We knew that this night would dawn no longer
*went mad 狂れる has same pronunciation as “touched” in the previous verse
視界ゼロの街 軋んでく心
これは夢じゃない...
ボクらが描いた未完成の未来
A town (with) zero field of vision, my creaking heart
This is no dream
It’s the incomplete future we had drawn
We dreaming at Wavering Midnight-
Cannot become transparent
The (now) exposed cruel future, is now right there
And the things we presented remain in our hands
A gentle warmth; the ideal reality
And once more we begin to draw the world
