Losstime Memory

Lost Time Memory (ロスタイムメモリー Rosutaimumemorī) is the 10th song of the series.

Lyrics & Translation
(Unofficial Translation)
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Even after years, the shadow doesn't fade; It only invites more emotions I crouched, and I drew alone

Under a blazing sun, on a hilly road, We walked, blurry figures, The summer heat was left in my eyes

“Don’t mind me,” “Just go off somewhere,” And I brushed your hand away

“I won't go,” You said to me, And grabbed mine back

“You’re so annoying!” I walked a little bit ahead, Without looking back

“What’s your real heart?”

With things like “wisdom,” I can’t look forward; There’s no reason, so I keep rotting If only things could be wound back…

As many years pass, I won’t die, Always proclaiming hopeful ideas, Even though naturally, you’re still not here…

Saying “I don’t care, go die, go die,” I grab my wrist and curse

I can’t do anything, so I just casually Indulge in life

“If the summer can show us dreams, Let’s go to before you were taken away…”

The days I hid out of shame light up the air, Scorching my mind…

A boy at the age of 18 Waited somewhere again It’s a blurry silhouette, but He remembers the shape

On a campus clear under a blazing sun, You were smiling again Again you said “let’s play,” And gently swayed…

“I’m worried,” says an awkward face Some neighbor wouldn't understand; Stop pretending to be so sad

Let’s keep living faint and unnaturally today, Let’s keep to yesterday’s pace, So I won’t forget your warmth…

If I’m wishing for a dream that can’t come true, Then I’ll just embrace the hurt past, And have a dream I won’t wake up from

As if naturally, I secluded myself… “So you can’t even see tomorrow, then?” I’m perfectly fine with that…

I stain my hands to kill off the boring days, Because I chose to be “alone”…

A rotten, 18-year-old youth Was praying another day Your colorful smile still Clings to him…

To the blazing sun I muttered, “Just take me with you, somehow”; And my breath quietly stopped…

The voice of “Can you hear me?” vanished, And I somehow understood the reason I reached out to the summer warmth…

Under the blazing sun, a youth Had wished to stand in the “then” Your summery smile still Was unchanging…

“I died. I’m sorry,” you say; “Shall I say “goodbye”?”, you say; Don’t say such lonely things, don’t go away The silhouettes stood by, And they watched me…