Countless limits and a grasp of power, too
All put together is what I am
Countless modesty, a grasp of reality
All put together is what I am
Until when? Until when?
Until when does sorrow and fortune live off of other?
Until when? Until when?
Until when does it repeat? "Bloom" "Wither"
"A-ra-ra-gi" yo
Apologizing takes more courage and
Tenderness than simply getting mad
Being warm takes more power and
A bigger heart deep inside than being cold
I make a recall, I make a recall, of those tender words that she said
I make a recall, I make a recall, of those smiles she often put on
If I can wrap myself with tenderness someday
If I can get to like myself as well someday