I can't talk to you well, I'm really sorry I've been worried about it for a while, but I'm tired and sleeping At the end of the day, the air in this city is a mess When I sighed deeply, the streetlight speaker turned off Even if I line up the words that seem to be I can't tell you In the sky of this busy city The voice I raised with all my might Is somewhere in the distant city Happy birthday to that person Something is a little trouble Swallowed by a crowd Someone's boring joke I laughed a little Someday somewhere in this city Even if I meet you by chance What should I talk about? I still don't understand One by one In a world that is breaking What is the meaning of the tears that flowed? In the sky of this busy city The voice I raised with all my might In the sky of this busy city The voice I raised with all my might Is somewhere in the distant city Happy birthday to that person *