Zoids Chaotic Century – Your Song
Inside an echoing miracle
The two of us met by chance
I want to endlessly send my affection
To the eternal sky, to the peaceful sea
To you, my love
Inside an echoing miracle
The two of us met by chance
I want to endlessly send my affection
To the eternal sky, to the peaceful sea
To you, my love
Even without a boat
Even without being able to swim
If you call, the journey will begin
Even without a road
Even without a destination
Because you are here, the map will open for us
Our generation creates the future!
Our hearts are easily wounded, so
We’re sentimental, spinning
Our generation makes things interesting!
It’s a generation that’s easily hurt, but
It’s sentimental, Our generation
The wind blows without a destination
Swaying, swaying, as I wander
So that at the end of the journey no one knows
I’ll draw the tomorrow that’s a mirage
Even if I’m hurt I’ll just fight on to the ends of the earth
I would grasp it only if I believe in it, if I was searching for it
If I can question it, if I can question it, and it still doesn’t collapse
That… is justice
Wouldn’t it be wonderful?
If the two of us could walk hand in hand
I’d want to go
To your city, your home, into your arms
Beyond this long, continuing road
I’m sure there’s something to believe in
I realized it, by your words
And the single flower at my feet
If I lost it
There would be nothing to fear
As if I were trying to convince myself
I walked on
This page of everlasting depression, fleeting tactics in those eyes
Without entreatment, an evil act tied to prison
Poisoned by a notebook, grasping onto fear from earthly desires
Incessantly drooling from the delusion of giant lies
Judgement, prattling on about generalizations of crime
Who would be able to do anything like break the deadlock?
“Lies” “Fear” “Vanity” “Grief”
I’m not so weak as
To be seized by such negativity
I’m a trickster that doesn’t know solitude