Boku ga hirou
 Lyrics: Kanoma

I pick up

I pick up

Before passing away   the light brown color of hair, the hair of a beautiful woman who runs
The hair reflects the pride of a woman.
The brush of her perfection-advocate is a first class one.
Because of someone snatched away   it's sliced off    made with the beautiful hair
Her brush is a first class one
arranged lively motion   this glaze   I find her    I suck up

Before passing away   the light brown color of hair, the hair of a beautiful woman who who pictures
being made for
The hair hides her tears
The tears of her perfection-advocate are first class ones

Because of it was grown by someone   it was burried by someone     And now the cruel thoughts are burried
Her tears are first class ones
You can cleanup with the past     the water-color becomes muddy    I pick up    I suck up

The sun, the moon are more than first class or someone is never able to pick up the things he owns
Someone locks it in a box to keep it safely.

If I open the boy everyday slowly, those two are going to be replaced by alternates.
If I put the sun into the box and close it completely it's going to be night
So in the moment when the night comes, it will just lock with with a clank
This noise   everyday    before I meet somebody    I pick up   I suck up

Recklessly continuing to gather     I can't carry it in my arms neither I can put it in word to tell it.

These words    Before someone picks them up   I want to find you    I want to to suck up