To Everybody

I couldn’t love myself since I was a child,
so I turned away from the warmth.


I went a long way round, even if my wounds hurt.
Sounds overflow from my fingertips.


They say the plot has already been set on this stage.
Look, my heart is here.
Let’s go, taking clumsy steps.


A love song streams out of my speaker.
It may not be real, but I ridiculously discharge my illusions.
It’s okay to break and be heard.


I’m still in love with everything,
even though it’s like I lost my mind and I’m troubled.
It seems I just can’t hate
this world, dyed in your colors.


Irreplaceable things; the things I wanted to protect-
the more precious it is, the more it hurts, doesn’t it?


If I only could embrace your voice,
I wouldn’t need any more songs.


0 and then 1- because we can just add them up.
Yes, let’s make it come true, feel and hold on to it.


I’m still in love with everything,
even though you say it’s unreliable.
It seems I just can’t hate
this world, dyed in your colors.
And so, I won’t ever waver
and always be by your side.