あぁ夏が僕を一直線に刺すから 瞼の奥が痛くって　お前もかって なんだよ　空に吐き出した 無駄遣いした　朝と夜が入れ替わって 僕のおはようはきっと　迷子なんだ　見つけなくちゃ ふてくされた夕陽が逃げるんだ いつまでもここで立ち止まっていられないんだ 夏が終わる前に 追い越してよほら　まだ行けるから 絶対も相対もないみたい　そう自分次第なのに 朝陽がノックした　思い出せよって 夢を巡って転げ回る人生なら 傷だらけの思い出たちも　カサブタになって共に行けば また痛いと泣きたいとき　先が怖いと震えるとき 僕らはきっと強くなれる　上を向ける　また歩ける さぁ 眩しすぎたから　苦しすぎたから 遠い未来だから　暗い過去だから 今があるのなら　ここに居るのなら 二度と来ないなら 感じたまま刻みつけるんだ 裏側の空の果てまで叫んでやるんだ 夏がまた来る前に 追い越してよほら　まだ行けるから 道理も無理もどうしようもないや　自分次第だから 夕立がノックした　一緒に泣こうぜって 夢を巡って転げ回る人生なら 傷だらけの思い出たちもカサブタになって共に行けば もうだめだって膝つくとき　これでいいやって嘘つくとき 彼らがきっと教えてくれる　叱ってくれる　目を覚ませる Lalala… あの夏がまた今日を呼んだ　そしたら今日が明日を呼んだ 明日が「ゆっくりで良い」って僕を手招くよ さぁいっせーのせで ねぇどうか　まだ終わらないでおくれよ 光の粒が夜空へ僕らの思いを描き出す 約束が足りないなら　また何度でも交わそう 果たし切れない程の　この夏を　思い出せるから 夢を巡って転げ回る人生なら 傷だらけの思い出たちもカサブタになって共に行けば また痛いと泣きたいとき　先が怖いと震えるとき 僕らはきっと強くなれる　上を向ける　また歩ける 僕らはきっと繋がっている　近づいている　また出会えるから

Ah, summer pierces straight through me, And even the space behind my lids hurts— “You too, huh?” I spill my words out into the sky. Wasted days—mornings and nights have swapped places. My “good morning” has probably gotten lost somewhere. I have to find it. The sulking sunset tries to flee. I can’t just stand still here forever. Before summer ends— Go ahead—overtake me, see, I can still move forward. It’s like there’s no absolute or relative; it’s all up to me. The sunrise knocked—reminding me to remember. If life is just rolling around chasing dreams, Even memories filled with scars can become scabs and move forward with me. When I want to cry because it hurts, When I tremble, scared of what’s ahead, Surely we can become stronger, Lift our heads, and start walking forward again. Come on— Because it was too dazzling, because it was too hard, Because the future is far away, because the past is dark— If “now” really exists, If I’m really here, If it will never come again— I’ll carve every sensation in my heart, And shout out to the sky beyond what I can see— Before summer visits again. Go ahead—overtake me, see, I can still move forward. Reason or the unreasonable, doesn’t matter; it’s up to me. The evening rain knocked—saying, “Let’s cry together.” If life is just rolling around chasing dreams, Even memories full of scars can become scabs and move forward with me. When I drop to my knees and think "I'm done", Or tell myself “This is good enough” as a lie, Those memories will surely teach me, Scold me, and wake me up. Lalala... That summer called out to today; Then today called out to tomorrow; Tomorrow waves at me, saying, “Take your time, it’s okay.” So, on the count of three— Hey, please, don’t let it end just yet. Particles of light fill the night sky, drawing out our feelings. If we don’t have enough promises, Let’s make them over and over again— Because as long as those countless summer days remain, We’ll always remember. If life is just rolling around chasing dreams, Even memories full of scars can become scabs and move forward with me. When I want to cry because it hurts, When I tremble, scared of what’s ahead, Surely we can become stronger, Lift our heads, and start walking again. Surely we are still connected, Drawing closer, Because someday, we’ll meet again.