I tried to have it, but I couldn’t get it.
I tried to erase it, but I couldn’t delete it.
I tried to throw it away, but I couldn’t throw it away.
I tried to leave, but I couldn’t leave.
Three hundred and sixty-five white, white
I just wanted to live and love
Only the wind blowing at night
That’s how I tried my best, just a sigh of regret
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
Always, the three days of my life
Because I was standing indifferently
Who the hell am I?
vaguely, even now
Virtue, trickery and bravado
Only, a little relaxed
Huh~huh, don’t dwell on it anymore
Only, small but beautifully living and green
Any relationship, humble
For the remaining three days of my life
Everyone lives with love.