I walk steadily, but the ground melts away.
My goal dances behind truths I'm afraid to say.
Day after day, the cycle comes and goes,
Leaving behind a pain nobody knows.

Once I became who I dreamed of being,
A reflection that was not mine, I only borrowed it.
Even though I pretend not to see it,
The mirror stopped lying long ago.

Every lie reveals a crack that I've learned to appreciate.
I know, I can no longer blame the sky for my shortcomings.
How long will I wander in the cold rain?
The words I repeat are the skin of my soul.

My Chiaki, I want to see a rainbow when the rain stops.
A voice that does not fade, even if it never stops trembling.
Clumsy but sincere, perfection is not reflected in those who fall,
But the truth will spring from those who get back up.