lalala... If I climb up this orange slope, Someone dear will be waiting there. "Or maybe it's just my imagination," I joke to myself, As I slip through the shadows. Since when has it been like this? It feels like I'm dreaming. I no longer touch anyone, And I can't remember the names, But they are precious memories. Who is it that I want to meet? For whom am I crying, having lost them? I hum a melody I don't know. Someday, I was laughing here, With you, With you. lalala... What the pitiful angel left behind Was a ribbon that connected me to the world just once. My prayers are sent To the other side of form and shape. There's something I want to tell you, There was, But I could never say it well. Having lost my voice, I finally scream. What a pitiful ghost I am. I've always loved you. This song that will never reach you, And the flower you carry, Let's connect them just this once. Even if I can't remember, I will go to meet you. Always. The light shines through. I cannot see your face. Yet somehow, I know it's you. I hum a melody I don't know. You taught it to me. Who am I? Anyone is fine. If I can cry by your side. A sky of an unknown color comes. Someday, I was laughing here, With you, With you. lalala...