We sat on the street beside leaving trains.
Topics of conversation were traveling from place to place.
Our thoughts were different like "loss and gain", "love and hate".
Those things couldn’t be expressed in words.
But you know, we couldn't accept that.
In these unanswered conversations, believe in yourself.
Your depressed voices, the screeching of wheels and rails, my ringing ears, they didn’t stop.
沈む声 車輪と鉄の音 耳鳴り